Farewell

The play is done; the curtain drops,
Slow falling to the prompter's bell
A moment yet the actor stops
And looks around to say farewell.
It is an irksome word and task;
And when he's laughed and said his say,
He shows, as he removes the mask,
A face that's anything but gay.

In exactly 4 hours I have a one way ticket out of Mumbai.

Free Fallin'

I put down my papers today. Though this might come across as a shock, the truth is I've been weighing out the pros and cons since about a year. The decision was taken, I knew I had to pull the plug... at the end it was just me haggling with myself on what would be the perfect timing. Adding two months notice to this date, I think the stars are aligned now. I'm scared that the next one year might prove me wrong. But there is only one way to find out.

Ladies and gentlemen, fasten your seatbelts... I'm gonna build my wings on the way down!

Appraisal

They told me it was "an ongoing, two-way process involving reflection on an individual’s performance, identification of personal ambitions and planning for career growth."

Somewhere, in the labyrinth of office politics and management jargon... I feel left out.

So, does that make me a disgruntled employee jealous about the fact that others are moving on? I think not. Life had taught me a long time ago that even though we're all running, the race is only with yourself.

With my first (and only) job, I've met all my personal goals. I'm inches away from becoming a millionaire at 25. In the last two years and nine months, I've actually done amazing.

But still... I feel left out.