Three years back, I had this crazy idea of quitting my job and joining my mother in Bahrain. I was excited by the HR Manager's offer that was neatly tucked in my brown leather bag and I felt those happy butterfiles inside my tummy just thinking of the fact that I'm all set to take off...
Until a really nice friend of mine came by, and said, wait, don't go yet! The time is not right and a lot of other reasons, one after the other which made me re-think and eventually I not just let go of the quit-my-job plans but I also had a baby, the second one...
Looking at things from my narrow perspective, I wanted to leave as i had a bitter fight with my Sony and then I was sick and tired of my attitude and the attitudes surrounding me. Nothing much has changed from that time and now. The fights continue and the attitudes are still doing the balancing act.
The cause for worry however is that Im stricken by the same old urge to disappear from my work-place. I want to fly off to a new place. I wonder how much my friend can bail me out of it this time...
Psst...does everyone have this feeling or is it just me?
