Many people would say Mahatma Gandhi, Tun M, Pak lah, Sheikh Muzaffar, Siti Nurhaliza or their father as their idol. But this is my idol.
She started her career as a lady engineer, just like me. But now she's head of the biggest divison in my dearest company. I like the smell that she left behind whenever she walks, I like the soft touch of her hand when I shake hand with her, I like the tireless smile on her face (she smiles at all times, even when she gets angry), I like her motherly speech (that only happens in recent years), I think she is full of attention. She's not only the Vice President, but also the ambassador for the company.
I like the fact that above all, she is also a human being. She makes mistakes now and then, she has family to take care to. Sometimes she does feel tired of her job (as a VP!) and she grumbles about it now and then (and she look so funny and cute when she did that!).
I know I fall in love with this lady, when I cannot get enough of her. Whenever I had a chance to shake hand with her and talk to her, I panic like hell. I was so excited about it. I just want to look at her, and it's never enough. I feel like I want to jump to the ceiling and screammmm...
I really wish that someday, I can stand and say to her, "Dato', you are my idol."
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