Hope, finding the benefit of hope.

Maama, It's me!!  It's been two years without you!! I still cannot believe and agree with the fact that you left us 2 years ago!! Damn you Covid!! You took my fondest maama, the father everyone prayed to have!!  I'm scared that I have sometimes forgotten that you're not with us, I still picture you working hard in your own world and welcoming me wholeheartedly with your motherly smile. That is the image I have of you. forgive me I still can't look at your pictures, my heart explodes with grief whenever photos shows a glimpse of you as a "memory for you"  Maybe I'll never be okay with your loss.  Maama, the world is cruel, God is and was unfair, you left and I thought it must be for some reason, the only reason I find is that you were exhausted, which is untrue, you loved life and you worked your whole life towards it. You can never be tired and I'm sure you would never be okay and have accepted the fact that you need to leave this world...

When Vaibhav announced that he is leaving his current organization, those who knew him (us) said "Oh..he is starting a new venture now!" , we knew....!! We were just waiting for the name and the details....some of us wanted a mini version of his previous organization so that we can fit in. Lame isn't it :P  When he announced Sarvhitay , I was elated..what a beautiful name.  Fast forward to December, I was at the last leg of my executive course, there were lot many assignments, quizzes, projects, exam stress and work was also going crazy! BAU, you can say... That's when I saw the initiative " Gratitude for Guru ", the most memorable program, such a sweet reminiscence, had a precious feeling while writing the note, the note will always have a special place in my heart.  Later I then saw another post that said, mentorship session from Vaibhav, with yet another beautiful name Chanakya , nominations are open ! The funny thi...

Just like old times , the heart is broken.  Just like old times , there was no response when I tried reaching out, distressed. Just like old times , I tried being myself and showed my all emotions.  Just like old times , my friend failed to trust me. Just like old times , my beloved one failed to understand me. Just like old times , I stood crying alone remembering all the promises of “ I’m here when you need me ”. Just like old times , we are strangers with bittersweet memories.  Just like old times , phones went dead and conversations felt burdensome.  Just like old times , no one understood each other. Just like old times , I removed myself from the very life I was fond to be a part of. Just like old times , I stand helpless when my fondest relationship died.  Just like old times , I wish the best of everything from the truest bottom of my heart. Just like old times , I bid bye one last time not with a heavy heart but with a huge sigh ...

A toxic work environment What is the first image that appears in your mind with the above sentence?  When someone says " my office is so toxic" , is it, A team full of fun people but a leader who is always behind targets? A very good team but the customer is highly demanding and the superiors aren't doing anything to that? A high-risk environment and the boss is hell-bent on the targets, every day throughout the year?  A superior officer who is always behind in productivity,  A senior with just work in mind and no empathy? A well-experienced person who is not understanding the whole team and its culture?  Or, someone who always supports some age-old tradition? If it is based on the above, it is most likely that the toxicity is from superiors,  I have listened to many conversations where when one is faced with a lot of new challenges, thrown with new opportunities when not ready, or given extra responsibilities with experience, one assumes that the wo...