MIDWAY : Moving on

Barsha Ghimire

I printed the letter and signed it with a heavy heart. I was worried if my friendship with him would take a hit after my decision. However, once I had made up my mind, nothing could persuade me to change it. It was not an overnight thought, after all. I had been thinking about it for some time. On my final day at the office, I gathered all my courage, and handed the resignation letter to my boss, who has, over the years, been more a friend than a supervisor. His positive attitude and winsome personality made him a great supervisor to work under. He was one of the reasons I stayed in that office for so long. Thus, I was jittery as I handed him my resignation. In fact, deciding to leave the job was as hard as submitting my resignation. But I had no other option. As he opened the letter, he was visibly tensed. He did his best to stop me. I was offered a promotion and a raise in my salary, but my decision was final.

The last workday was emotionally draining. I cleared my desk and cupboard, and removed the greeting cards I got from my friends on joining the organisation. I then handed over the company files to the management — along with my identity card. After farewell tears were shed and commitments made to invite one another at each other’s wedding, I moved out of the office, for one last time. I was leaving with a heavy heart because that place had taught me so much; where a professional was molded out of a nervy tyro. I had my highs and lows, no doubt. But at the end of the day, I could only bid a thankful adieu to the organisation that taught me so much. I had a glittering resume and a bigger circle of friends, to boot. Hence, besides contributing greatly to my professional growth, the organisation had enriched me as a person.

It was hard to leave, particularly in the light of my job satisfaction and salary. However, the insatiable urge to spread my wings further, accept new challenges and widen my horizon got the better of me. In the end, life is all about learning from your past mistakes while cherishing

the good moments gone by. I believe in working hard today for a better tomorrow. The end of a phase also marks the beginning of another. My daily routine from tomorrow won’t involve

hassle and fuse of job neither will it include tension of reports, client feedback or event of office life. Thus I have no regrets. Whatever I have learned in the past two years, I hope, will put me in a good stead for a better tomorrow.