Brain drain… After hours of verbal bombardment, the brain has gone into coma. You can literally see colour draining out of the committee members' faces, and life ebbing out of the physical bodies as minutes tick by… What do you expect, when the daily congregation begins at 8.30am and does not end before the clock strikes 5.30pm. We are into our 2nd day, and it doesn't look like it's going to end soon. Some are already way lost in the maze of words and the ear flaps have permanently closed. Dialogue has transited from multi-logue to monologue. The gaze of many has become unfocused, lost in some twilight zone. Plus the coffee in the flask has turned stale and the skin of the ang ku kueh has hardened..
We will be progressing into our 3rd round come next Mon. This consensus exercise is an annual pilgrimage. A necessary evil?
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