Pan Asia |
Definition: 1. My identity (last name, continent of origin), 2. Sphere of influence that I aspire to, 3. A forum to record significant interactions and brainstorm new ideas, 4. Panorama of panegyric that panders to pandemonium and portends no panacea nor panache; resumes from previous blog at www.gennext.blogspot.com as I transition from the US to Shanghai, China. |
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
I have a brief respite, so let me run through the annals of my mind for recent memories of note. International Fellowship. After the malaise I suffered in July where I felt a great sense of alienation here, I reasoned the proper anecdote would be some nurturing fellowship. I attended a few community group meetings held in Pudong. Most of the group are Southeast Asian and in their forties with a sprinkling of young adults. There is a lot of collective wisdom that I can draw from. I met a few well-heeled businessmen including the former CFO of Jinjiang Hotel, now with a private equity firm. The first Sunday service will start this coming weekend in Jinqiao which will be a boon to folks like me.
“Guard him. You have to give him respect. Treat him like Kobe.” Gid to Mike, referring to me. “Did you know Justin had a crush on your sister?” Jeff to me, with Justin on my other side. “I thought your sister was so attractive.” Mike, slightly buzzed, to Andy K. “I was surrounded by supermodels.” Andy K, about a night at an exclusive club in London. “I was crushed when the love of my life asked me to go to Germany and she showed up with another guy.” Mike, describing the one that got away. “What’s her name?” Me, in response. “WK.” “I know her and her boyfriend is a good friend of mine.” Upon hearing this, Mike bolted out of his seat and shook my hand. “I had once lacked confidence in my basketball skills, but now I really enjoy the game, to the point where I dominated today and blocked two of Andy Pan's shots.” Anthony, crediting his progression from bball scrub to solid player to Gideon and dissing me in the process. Contrary to the perception given by this selective sample set, the guys are actually really eloquent and deep. We gave toasts to Gid at his bachelor party, and the quality, candor, and humor displayed were unparalleled. It was very touching to see grown men spill their guts about how they feel about another man. I was not repulsed by their borderline homosexual overtures towards each other either. Of course, Gid looked sexy that night at our behest. More friends. After digesting “Never Eat Alone,” the relationship networking primer recently, I am intentionally taking advantage of every opportunity to connect with people. I met Ray P at the wedding. He travels on a cruise ship and evangelizes to people at ports around the world. I listened with rapt attention as he recounted the time when he was in the vicinity of a suicide bombing in Beirut and rattled off a list of exotic locations he has been like Seychelles and Mauritius. I saw Annie L passing through from her vacation in Malaysia with Eddie. She absolutely looked more relaxed and content after having stepped off the corporate ladder and forsaken her attorney obligations. Eddie just kept encouraging me to mingle more with the female denizens of this city. I reconnected with King L who is here working for a GM joint venture. This week I will see Florence L, an Indonesian-Canadian who is in the fashion business and also hope to catch up with Pui and Jennifer M this weekend.
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