Life is such a bitch; it often brings a person at crossroads where he runs out with options. He is being forced to take certain decisions which he had never imagined, still worse, in a manner he never thought about.
It was similar situation for Ansh. With a heavy heart and frustration written all over his face he had finally given up.
It was all rosy when it started 7 years back. There were dreams in his eyes and hope in his heart. An urge that one day he would make a difference and scale new heights in his professional career.
He belonged to an Ivy League college and was one of the brightest students in his batch. This made him envy of many and pride for his near & dear ones.
He started off his career in style, impressing the clients and senior management alike. There were accolades all around.
The most terrible projects which were in red were handed over to him and despite all odds he made sure that impossible was achieved before deadlines. He became beacon of success and achievements.
Someone has rightly said that success has many fathers but it also makes many enemies. With success comes envy and that too from colleagues who are jealous of your growth. He was no exception. After all he was a force to reckon with.
Sometimes fate shows ugly twists & turns and you are forced to work in an ecosystem where everything is against you.
Where your efforts are never appreciated, the pains you take to keep a boat afloat which has so many holes, where you are always taken for granted, where your best ideas are either stolen by others or never allowed to showcase its worth.
Where you see your peers and subordinates rising ahead of you in corporate ladder not on the basis of ability but being bum lickers; unlike Ansh who always believed that your work speaks for you.
This is a time in a person’s life when he starts feeling suffocated. He feels humiliated; in fact he is made to feel humiliated by those who deserve a kick on their backs.
This is time when a person starts questioning if he really has his self-respect intact. He goes into a vicious cycle of thinking, analysing, and questioning his abilities.
Nothing can be more demoralizing for a person than doubting his own capability, even ignoring your glorious past.
In a typical management structure where red tap-ism,politics and nepotism is bloody best, he continues to suffocate.
Not only Ansh, but his entire team was made to suffer. This was height of impartiality.
Though he raised his voice in different forums but it fell on deaf ears.
Then one day, in a public forum when he was again tried to be pulled down he couldn’t take is any more.The threshold had been reached.
He came back to his desk; there were tears in his eyes. After all it was an association of 7 long years. The feelings for your first Love and first job are same. Your heart bleeds when there is a break-off.
But this heartbreak was hard to accept and its pain was killing him. With heavy heart and shivering hands he wrote the last mail with subject line —- I QUIT 🙁 .
Whose loss was it after all?
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