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The Resignation (Short Story)
“Have you taken any decision on my resignation? Have you forwarded it to the big boss? Can I get relieved by this month end?”
Prakash sent the above e-mail to Mr Subramani as a follow-up to submitting his resignation last week. Since Mr Subramani, his immediate boss, was extremely busy in the whole of the past week, he could not meet him to discuss about his resignation. Poor boss! Subramani was very hard working. He used to come to office before Prakash’s arrival and leave after Prakash left. He worked on most weekends too.
“I am still brooding over what you have explained in your resignation mail. Not yet taken a decision. Hopefully I will be contacting big boss in a day or two. Shall let you know” – pat came the reply from Subramani.
Prakash wished that it all got cleared without a hitch. Yes. It was a sort of embarrassment for him to submit his resignation hardly within 3 months of joining this new company. The company was basically good, people were nice, boss was reasonable and salary was good enough – but Prakash was quite clear about his decision.
And he was bold. He was a man of frank expressiveness by nature. For him, black is black and white is white. For the sake of his survival, he can’t be too diplomatic to sugar-coat what he felt as the bitter truth. In fact, it took him 2 days to mentally phrase the wordings of the resignation letter and he opted to mail it with all the elaborateness it carried. He was young, energetic, unmarried and skilled. He had no encumbrances. He was capable of taking any bold decision for his future.
He got an itch to open his previous mail containing the resignation and go through it once again to check whether he was still having the same intensity of feeling about his decision even now.
“Dear Mr Subramani,
I am writing to say that I would like to resign my job from our firm.
My expectations about the job were quite different from reality. I knew that what I am doing now is a sizable part of my job description, but what I didn’t know was that it would take up my entire time. What I didn’t know was that I would be handling so much of it and that would keep me occupied till late in the night every single day.
I feel that the work I do now can be done by anyone who has a decent grasp of English and common sense, and would not need any of the qualifications or skills that I possess. The only challenge in this job seems to be how much workload one can take on a daily basis and still survive. I feel that there is absolutely no thinking or challenge involved in the work I am doing as of now. I am not here for money; I came here for the love of this field, to learn, to experiment and to contribute. I wanted to be a part of the creative discussion, even if I could not contribute anything valuable. I expected at least a little strategic thinking in the work I do on a daily basis.
But, I see that this job does not involve any the above. Also, with the amount of mundane work I am doing which is mostly plain to and fro communication with clients and meeting their demands, I do not see any scope of positive and creative contribution. Every day, there is just so much of work that has to be handled which hardly involves any thinking. The learning that is happening in me is only in the form of how to get used to giving excuses and how to remain patient when over-demanding customers keep pressurizing and annoying you all through the day.
Somehow, it has just become a habit to accept what the client says, either immediately or in a short while, even if the demands make no sense. I just feel exhausted and overworked at the end of the day and feel no gratification about what I did. I find my personal life after office hours becoming fit for nothing else. I like this office, people and the atmosphere. But I guess, that alone is not enough reason to stay.
I don’t want to blame anyone/anything for this decision. Probably, at its simplest, I am not the right candidate for this job profile and the de-motivation that happens on a daily basis only reduces my efficiency. I hope you understand my concerns. Kindly, let me know of the formalities to get relieved from the job.
It remained crystal clear to Prakash that he had no second thoughts on what he had written. He would wait for another week and then follow up with Subramani again.
“Ah Prakash! I am not the person either to counsel or compel you to stay back, nor give you an alternative job profile. You better meet the big boss. Only he can take a decision now. Any way, my special thanks to you for whatever you have done” said Subramani when Prakash met him in his cabin after a week.
Prakash felt somewhat confused by Subramani’s reaction. In fact, he was the person who interviewed him, impressed him to take up the job here and remained a decent boss all along. Why this curt reaction now? Has his resignation hurt his boss sentiments?
He sought appointment from Mr Shetty, Vice President and the big boss, who was to decide his fate now.
“Oh, young man! You are Prakash? Sorry, I forgot your name. Sit down.”
Prakash sat in front of him. He waited for Mr Shetty’s further words.
“Subramani redirected your resignation mail to me some 10 days back. It was very long and I didn’t have time or patience to read it then. Let me read it now…” Mr Shetty browsed his mails to locate that mail and was reading it for two minutes or so.
“Ah! Interesting. This Subramani too has sent his own resignation yesterday. He sent it as a printout and I read it yesterday itself. He is a real idiot without any original thinking. See what he has written?”
Mr Shetty fished out the printout from the pile of papers in front of him and pushed it towards Prakash. With hesitation, Prakash read it. Subramani had more or less copied most of Prakash’s contents in his own resignation letter!
Prakash felt a deep urge to laugh aloud; A momentary sense of pride flashed up in him. Ah! He could open the eyes of another person towards a bold decision in life!