Oh no, I am not the real fill-o-soapy kinds that only serious and grave stuff would be spoken. Right now, I am in a phase where all I know is that I have only few days, that might even co-relate to being going to die or just perish away from earth. But No, I am talking of being in a place where you have been for long long time and its time to bid goodbye. Normally one should feel sad, right? As you know me (or not), I do not find solace in feeling sadness out of these mere silly stuff. Hell yeah, I am super happy. I was not even happy when I got my first precious salary. People despised me. I spent no penny on anything. I must be crazy to do that, considering my spending trends in last few months.
As I go forward, this peice of writing is more becoming a personal diary material than being on blog as a Post for display. One has to forget that. Seriously. Not one. Me.
Okay, now this isn't about leaving the country, town, family et al matter for various reasons. This is about leaving an organization. Yes, I said it. I wanted to know how it felt like putting in the papers for good (or bad). Always had this snort-able imagination that, I would enter this small but the most gigantic respected room in an office building, walk towards my seated boss in that puffy comfortable chair, and slid/throw the letter of intent to resign on the table and say it loud and authoritatively 'I quit'. Thanks to the digital world, all you get to do these days is go to a portal, click a button and Done! How not very interesting.
By the way, this happened many days back. Was not very reluctant to post it, but here it is.
Also, a little update, I got to know somewhere in Sweden, Companies have a rule for employees to take a dance break for 1 hour daily. NOW THAT IS AWESOME. Here in India, if we get time to sleep, do meaningful work and reach home/workplace without one traffic signal and bumper-to-bumper traffic and stop making fun of corporate world via forwards, that will be awesome. Forwards are like cheerleaders for us corp-donkeys, let it not stop. Ever.
Lesson: Joy out of trivial stuff - Amazing feeling
As I go forward, this peice of writing is more becoming a personal diary material than being on blog as a Post for display. One has to forget that. Seriously. Not one. Me.
Okay, now this isn't about leaving the country, town, family et al matter for various reasons. This is about leaving an organization. Yes, I said it. I wanted to know how it felt like putting in the papers for good (or bad). Always had this snort-able imagination that, I would enter this small but the most gigantic respected room in an office building, walk towards my seated boss in that puffy comfortable chair, and slid/throw the letter of intent to resign on the table and say it loud and authoritatively 'I quit'. Thanks to the digital world, all you get to do these days is go to a portal, click a button and Done! How not very interesting.
By the way, this happened many days back. Was not very reluctant to post it, but here it is.
Also, a little update, I got to know somewhere in Sweden, Companies have a rule for employees to take a dance break for 1 hour daily. NOW THAT IS AWESOME. Here in India, if we get time to sleep, do meaningful work and reach home/workplace without one traffic signal and bumper-to-bumper traffic and stop making fun of corporate world via forwards, that will be awesome. Forwards are like cheerleaders for us corp-donkeys, let it not stop. Ever.
Lesson: Joy out of trivial stuff - Amazing feeling
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