It’s all official

Finally, the day to tender my resignation (from X) & submission of the offer letter (to Y) came yesterday. The last month was a whirlwind, so to speak. News about my meeting with MNC X’s HR went to the higher management within minutes. That triggered a cold war in the office. People (my colleagues) minus my friends were all smiles throwing well wishes. At the same time, attempts to wage a war against my superior was carefully being planned with me holding the central character-as the crusader. Some were on her ‘side’, some on mine when there are no sides in the first place. Knowing too well how things and they are, and them knowing me, sad to say, they were disappointed.

Some not so confidential but important information were flying out in the open, some due to carelessness, most due to the need to gossip. The gossippers got so carried away gossipping that they did not realise it until much later. Not that it concerns me now anyway.

Whatever differences I had with my boss, it was only till the main entrance of the office. Beyond that, I still viewed her as my friend. And that’s how I wanted to leave too. Unfortunately, this was not to be. Instead thinking about it over and over again, I am letting it to pass on. If she wants to have the animosity towards me, that’s her choice. And that ‘animosity’ is not mine for me to be burdened by it.

With that last two statement of mine, I think I found the number two of my inner cleansing mantra:

2. Animosity of others towards me, in no way should burden me.


Inner cleansing

I think I have done fairly well in carrying myself in times of hardship. Though I am emotionally strong, I can’t say I am good at it. Too many turmoil within and I hate it. To have a jumpstart in attempting to cleanse my inner self, I am going to list my deemed unacceptable actions as and when it happens; to rid it for once and for all.

What good to have it listed without action. I am going to be consciously aware of my actions from now on.

People can behave like asses, but that is not good enough a reason for me to behave like one either; even to settle scores-no matter how tempting it is.

My diary

I found my old diary of many years. Many emotions, many tears, many happiness, many special moments, many sadness. All in the form of songs, yes, songs. Unique, eh! How an adolesant girl’s mind works and relates to songs to pen down her emotions.

Time to move on, time to discard the diary.

Love of God = Sacredness

I did a fairly moderate post in length but wasn’t able to post it due to sudden intrusion of privacy. So, to capture the essence of that ‘would have been’ post, here’s a gist of it.

One’s love of god should be kept personal. Just as in how one would not divulge the details of intimate moments shared with one’s love to a third person. That would take away the sacredness of the relationship, would it not? The same applies to one’s love for his or her god.

The gist should have stopped with the above, but alas…

Boasting AND glorifying AND attempts to ‘reform’ one to embrace their ideal sec is as bad as graphically talking about one’s sex life and the feelings that come with it to another person when that is supposed to be a private experience meant only to be shared with one’s partner. It’s nauseating, disgusting, distasteful AND boring to the listener.

How would your ‘partner’ feel if he/she catches you talking?

Miracle in the name of religion

Personally overheard:

“Together with 3 friends I went on a holy tour with a special request from the temple commitee to purchase a Lord [enter your choice of god’s name] statue. The lord’s statue was about 90kgs. With Lord [enter your choice of god’s name]’s divine grace and miracle, the airlines allowed us to check in with no questions asked. That’s the power of Lord [enter your choice of god’s name].

That miracle is called group check in, for your kind information, dear sir.

The above was a proud statement professed by an ardent devotee belonging to a certain sect in Hinduism.