Thursday, November 25, 2010

From Jerry to Tom – A Crucial Transformation

The latest fad on Facebook is uploading cartoon pictures, for an invasion of childhood memories. The idea was very cute, because it gave me an opportunity to revisit childhood memories. I chose Tom & Jerry.

I was nicknamed Jerry in my previous company thanks to the petrified look on my face every time I crossed paths with certain people. I will attribute that unreasonable fear to their attitudes. They were all poker faced, extremely cold towards people, and packed with attitude and arrogance.  I have everything against these people. I mean honestly, if you were that good, people should recognize you for that.  One thing I’ve learnt over the years is respect is never demanded, it is always bestowed. Respect that is coerced is not actually worth it.

I digressed, but that was crucial to understand the context.  Yeah, so I was little jerry who froze at the sight of 3 people. I would actually run out of sight or look away when they passed. This was an insider joke of sorts, my Primary expert-I, would actually poke fun at me, and all of us used to laugh. Somehow in my 5 months stay over there I never came to accept them, and vice versa. 

I was never happy there; every passing day was actually a pain, a punishment. The entire place made me feel like a prisoner in a concentration camp. I can spew venom thinking about the place. There have been innumerous days, where I’ve returned home weary, sullen and teary eyed. Had I stayed there longer, I would have become non-existent.  So, I was Jerry forever.

I walked out of the place, with a wee bit of sanity intact, and I embarked on a new beginning.  This Tom Vs Jerry Chapter of my life, left me shaken, but it did stir in a vital lesson – I need not be scared of anybody in my life. My life is my own, and I needn’t freeze. I should learn to wholeheartedly accept myself.
Today, I know it’s a new beginning, and I’m all by myself. Tom is left behind, and I have taken an oath never to be Jerry again.

Thanks Primary Expert for actually drilling this into my brains. Tomorrow, if anybody calls me to the Manager’s cabin, I will not die of shock. Promise.

1 comment:

Deepz said...

touchin account of personal n professional expriences..