I had it decided. For some time I had that feeling inside and all this while I was waiting for a moment to decide. And soon that moment came, I saw where I was headed to with myself, I saw what I've become. I saw myself on a busy street and that very moment I had it decided, I wont turn into something I've never been or wanted to be. I will forever be me.
I wanted to write it out once and for all that I will not continue the job I've been doing, but I couldn't.I couldn't write that I was frustrated, agitated, annoyed and exhausted. I didn't. All this while I was wearing a joker's mask. A mask which I wore the moment I wore that blue ID card, the moment I entered those secured premises, the moment i go past those gates, and again the moment I sat onto a leaning chair in front of a machine which has no eyes or ears but has silent voice which runs thrills down many and an eerie face which can show you miracles. It was the mask I was turning into, I couldn't write this down because I never could get the right words, and I don't think English is big enough to express what I felt. I will not let this mask be me. I am what I am, and will forever be. I will be free for that's what is me.
I coded some scripts once a while, and for that I was paid a salary. I solved a few issues and for that I was paid a salary. I spent some time on a chair in front of that machine and for that I was paid a salary.Till the day I die I was gonna do this and for that I was paid a salary. To hell with this, I will make my own salary. I cannot be wearing a mask forever, I will not be the mask i wear. I may be that guy in the crowd, but I am not one of them. I will not live a life which waits desperately for the weekend and cries when it ends, I will not live a life where every one waits for the month to end and freely lets that cycle repeat itself in a slow yet painful way. I will not be that slave of an ounce of salary, I've never been that horse who runs for that carrot and will never be. I will not be a part of this place where every while you know that your path ahead is decided by someone else, and every light on the way is bleak. Hell! I am thin, but I am not weak.
"Open eyed now I run,
now I run to the other side..
Then I glide like a bird,
I just want to be."
I may be living in a world where efforts are counted in hours and your dedication is remembered by your mistakes, but I still have a child in me who dreams. I still feel that my wings haven't rotten, I was born to fly and I will always do what I love to. I will not be clogged in this world of sh-IT where whether you do or not, you'll still get a sum of money which never changes. I will not sink into a hole dig by desperate promotion seeking people, I will make my own world and rise up. It's been a while I've been wearing this mask of uncertainty and today I throw it away. Dear Sir, today I resign.
I wanted to write it out once and for all that I will not continue the job I've been doing, but I couldn't.I couldn't write that I was frustrated, agitated, annoyed and exhausted. I didn't. All this while I was wearing a joker's mask. A mask which I wore the moment I wore that blue ID card, the moment I entered those secured premises, the moment i go past those gates, and again the moment I sat onto a leaning chair in front of a machine which has no eyes or ears but has silent voice which runs thrills down many and an eerie face which can show you miracles. It was the mask I was turning into, I couldn't write this down because I never could get the right words, and I don't think English is big enough to express what I felt. I will not let this mask be me. I am what I am, and will forever be. I will be free for that's what is me.
I coded some scripts once a while, and for that I was paid a salary. I solved a few issues and for that I was paid a salary. I spent some time on a chair in front of that machine and for that I was paid a salary.Till the day I die I was gonna do this and for that I was paid a salary. To hell with this, I will make my own salary. I cannot be wearing a mask forever, I will not be the mask i wear. I may be that guy in the crowd, but I am not one of them. I will not live a life which waits desperately for the weekend and cries when it ends, I will not live a life where every one waits for the month to end and freely lets that cycle repeat itself in a slow yet painful way. I will not be that slave of an ounce of salary, I've never been that horse who runs for that carrot and will never be. I will not be a part of this place where every while you know that your path ahead is decided by someone else, and every light on the way is bleak. Hell! I am thin, but I am not weak.
"Open eyed now I run,
now I run to the other side..
Then I glide like a bird,
I just want to be."
I may be living in a world where efforts are counted in hours and your dedication is remembered by your mistakes, but I still have a child in me who dreams. I still feel that my wings haven't rotten, I was born to fly and I will always do what I love to. I will not be clogged in this world of sh-IT where whether you do or not, you'll still get a sum of money which never changes. I will not sink into a hole dig by desperate promotion seeking people, I will make my own world and rise up. It's been a while I've been wearing this mask of uncertainty and today I throw it away. Dear Sir, today I resign.
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4 comments:
Vishnu, thumbs up for throwing up the mask..
Now we’ll hear from you more often
For you’ll put more effort through your pen...
I hope you are relieved now esp after this kickass post.
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