The farewell row has started. The ball is rolling. Yet, I don't feel that I am quite ready to leave. Not even the work part, but emotionally, I am not prepared for a change yet. The night is long. We are travelling till the top of the hill, to find us submerged into a quiet and relaxing opened restaurant.
The stars in the sky are extremely brilliant tonight, blanketing every corner of the sight. A sense of uncertainty suddenly cropped up. Probably the fact that I have to work till this very second has put the moving on hold. The fact that the boss says "you are leaving behind a legacy here" keeps me wondering have I done enough for the people. The fact that I am leaving for another field which is quite new and unfamiliar causing a lil' of insecurity.
I have no idea, but I don't feel like speaking. I am tired. The common three words uttered. But yes, I am literally drained. A friend says that it sounds fun. But working, training the newbie, planning the moving off, a meeting and presentation tomorrow have literally turned the button off.
Probably I need sometime off before I could clear my thoughts and slowly putting things down. I have so much in mind but have no idea which to tend to at the moment. News has spread further than I expected. I have nothing to hide but I am not in the mood of speaking about the departure yet. I still feel there are so much more to do.
We didn't finish our pizzas and lasagna. The food proved to be too much for a table of seven. There is going to be a lil party organized by the youth club tomorrow afternoon. I can't imagine what's going to happen next week. It's gonna be a tough bid of farewell.
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