Half a decade of familiarity with a workplace is difficult to snap with an unassuming letter called resignation! Resign from what? Your long hours of toil for a cause called career? Your path that was drawn through the ladder till the end? Your relationship with the faces that smile and heads that acknowledge you each day?
Over the years, the ‘lines of work experience’ that adds to your resume also inadvertently seeps into our friendships, your habits and your outlook in general. Terming that basket of experiences as a job would be undermining its overarching influence…That three letter word called ‘job’ walks with you over calls and mails through dawn and dusk…sometimes asserts itself in your personal decisions….and in extreme cases takes one-sided arbitrary decisions without hearing the little voices emitted from the corner of your mind!
But I guess every person has a ‘limen’……… beyond which all the p’s of corporate world - power, promotion, perks do not matter and what matters is the capital P that evades your professional existence – the magical P word of PEACE!
Peace takes different meanings at different points in time……it’s a frame of mind that defines and crystallizes within you and when that music hits the right note………all the voices around you …of career, of money, of opportunities vanish into muted silence……. where your business suit no longer protects you from the cold biting accusations of the heart…where your corporate make-up starts giving way to the lasting black circles of long hours….Suddenly sunshine and simple meals at home take over your decision-making…
But years in a floating ‘on the wheels job’ is difficult to bid farewell to……….a relationship with the ‘float’ and the ‘churn’ difficult to snap out….but sometimes the head follows the heart and as the cliché goes…some things in life just fall into place??
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