Sometimes, the end is unwanted. The culminating point makes you realize how important some stories are.
Robert Frost once said
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on
There are some who gulp down this fact easily and get on with their lives. But then, there are others like me who struggle to let go off things easily. People like me only learn our lesson when we are shown the door.
Yesterday, I went to my last company where I interned as a content writer for three months. I spent some of my best days there and made some great friends. I assumed that I did. Yesterday, I went there to celebrate one of my friend’s birthday.
I am an introvert by nature and I avoid parties but this one time, I was really excited. After all, I was going to meet my friends and my seniors from whom I have learned a lot. Contrary to my belief, they were not as excited to see me as I was to see them.
When I reached there, I could sense indifference in the air and I saw ignorance on faces. Maybe I was being a narcissist but I expected warmth in the greetings. I still remember my last day at this place. There was a warmth in their words. The blessings I got from my seniors here became a driving force to do best in my next job.
Yesterday, I was not the same junior to whom they would give lessons about life. Instead, I was an interruption in their work.
I lost my place there and probably in their hearts as well. All I could feel at that point was regret and guilt of being so happy and excited for coming here.
The birthday went well but I was not present at celebrations. In a company of friends, I ate my lunch alone.
One lesson I learned at that moment was that people will not always reciprocate the affection. Learn to accept this fact.
I thought that my visit or rather a revisit to my last company will help me strengthen the bonds I made there. Who would have thought that my visit would prove to be a closure? It took me one whole day to realize that a beautiful chapter has ended. It did not end the way I wanted it to but anyway, it did end.
Although, the chapter is closed but I still feel perplexed. Whenever I am alone, I often ponder over the question, “Is it too easy to move on?”