Bidding good-bye has never been an easy task. Especially when you have been associated with someone for over two years and it happens to be your first association. Over a week back, I was preparing myself for one such bid, and trust me I had never seen myself as nervous as then. When the final moment arrived, I was only a little better than speechless. Stumbling and stammering, I was hunting for words as if I was speaking some foreign language. And to make matters worse, the opposite having realised my plight and understood my motive was grinning mischievously. Phew!! I had never thought resigning from the job is such mountainous a task.
And why wouldn’t it be? A place that gave you your first shot at building your career, a place that trusted you when you were absolutely raw, fresh out of college, a place that gave you the much sought after ‘financial freedom’ would definitely be close to your heart. I have known a lot of people who have been able to absolutely detach themselves from their workplace, but that’s not the case with me. Agreed, I have never been the die-hard workaholic types nor have I ever sacrificed my holidays for that extra bit of work, I still hold my place of work in high regards. This is the place where I met some genuinely wonderful people in the form of bosses and colleagues, where I have learnt the art of analyzing businesses and where I had the opportunity to travel the length and breadth of the country.
Just like a coin has two sides, the going here has not always been as smooth as it may sound in my words. There have been tough times, there have been disappointments and there was also a lot of frustration. But, standing here today and looking back, there are enough fond memories to more than make up for the not so good experiences. As for the present, while I surely anticipate the new responsibilities at a new place, I surely feel bad for having decided to move on.
