Buki's Musings.

I hadn't recalled this particular embarrassing experience in years, until 2 days ago. Sometime during my undergrad years (2007 or 2008, not sure now), I belonged to a Christian music group. On what was to be our very first musical concert, the group leader entrusted me with the task of opening the programme with a rendition of Cece Winans' 'Alabaster Box'.

Seated at my desk in the office, with my fingers diligently striking the keys on my computer, I had a goal in mind, a target to meet. I needed to mark the last item on my to-do list as ‘Done’, in order to be able to confidently say I made the best use of my working hours.