The stifling desert has engulfed the earth.  This week has been filled with sales meetings tuckering the vigor away from each of us in the sales team. For several days, analysis of distributor performance for the region has wrecked the sanity in my team’s soul. Each has to churn out a kilo ton of SWOT Analysis, extinguish business territory concerns, and plan promotions half of 2007 ahead of time. These griddled our minds to fine crisp, torched further with the sun’s temperament in high summer’s might.

Nevertheless, amidst the flux of numbers and Excel worksheets–and the rising frustration and pressure–night has become Eden. The four of my teammates decided to savor and eat at a grill a couple of kilometers away as we try to quench the rut into which we have fallen earlier.

And we have indeed seen the osasis of Eden. Our talk has risen to beliefs, faith, and Christianity. I have never imagined that each in our group would be so knowleadgeable and inclined to discuss matters like these in depth. Mike B. told about his religious clan and his bouts in finding his own convictions, Gim was light with his comments spruced by his antics on religious blunders, Mike E. narrated his stories of falling in and out of religion, while I expressed the deeds I coiffed in college when I was awestrickenly religious.

The dinner was long but engaging and somewhat brooding. As we returned back to the hotel, the parched air became uncomfortably humid. The heavens will surely cry tonight.