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I have quit my job. October sixteenth was my last day. I remember because the sky was infused with a vibrant blue. Looked as if a peacock had dissolved into a puddle. Its feathers had come asunder and were now filaments of white icy lightning that flashed across the sky.

Why did I leave my job? My heart said it was time. It was a sudden decision, in the sense that I did not look for another job before resigning. It did not feel sudden, though. It felt complete and peaceful. It felt like I had moved from one loop to another on of one of those link bracelets and the time had come to close the clasp.

Currently, I am sending out the resume and some carefully selected sample articles to pitch for work that will make me happy.

There has not been much time to write the blog. I traveled to Delhi recently and came back full...of love and happiness. So much so that my belly aches when I think of the awesome simplicity and serendipity I enjoyed there.

Now, I wake up. I go to the terrace and maybe write a sample article in long hand. I write in the open. There is a gentle breeze that might brush a paper-flower my way. I might stop writing and pick it up. My skin has a sweet conversation with sunlight. I might look around, sensing the moisture in the air. Sure enough, in the distance is a dense greyness. Clouds pregnant with rain. Because my head is up, other things will come in my view. A white beautiful bird gliding flawlessly. Two maverick crows fighting for a bit of bread. One perfect orange blossom atop a tree with lime green leaves.

My article gets done. I read it. I cap my pen and go down to my room to type it out. Knowing, deeply knowing, that all this will be there when I come back.

My days are quiet and busy. They seem to be shining with a glad, joyous uncomplicatedness. And though I sometimes have trouble believing it, I have to accept it now.

In such consummate quietness and ordinariness, I am having the time of my life.

Comments

Varsha said…
Enjoy you time...we are so trapped with our work that rarely do we find time for ourselves. Meanwhile good luck looking for a job of your liking.
Anonymous said…
:) good to know that you're happy and enjoying your time not working. I'm sure you're going to get a better job because you're really really really good at what you do :) so best of luck and enjoy till you get another job and get busy again.
hugs
Jay Shanker said…
Good to have you back. I wish I could do what you did. But I am having a ride of my life with my new Kindle. The hours just fly. It took some getting used to - I missed the smell of paper. But I was surprised at how quickly I got used to this gizmo. You should get yourself one. Imagine carrying around a hundred books!

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