Being Independent ……………….

Today my brain is not formulated to exert itself. If my grey matter starts playing up I will be worn-out and my efficacy at my new job will droop. My first day in a new office, a component of my body seems sanguine about my performance, another component is as petrified as a pigeon (or chicken as I like to call it sometimes).

I am 22 and after three months of hard work in the present day I feel completely independent. Although there are some loopholes here and there, I am an alumni from one of the World’s finest universities (Queeen’s), with a master’s in HR from such a good university I am affiliated with an organization that has nothing to do with Human Resources or employee relations, what is more troubling is the fact that it is not by option but by chance, the employer looses his patience within fraction of seconds, he is a fine example of a guy who has riches but lacks etiquettes. People who know me well would be shocked to hear that I have started being submissive to life and circumstances. Gradually one learns that if you keep fighting with everything that comes your way, you loose out on a lot of beautiful moments that life has to offer.

Anyways I get my last month’s salary on the 5th and I will pay my rent from it and other expenses, I still have some money left from the last to last months salary. Today I am Independent enough to take care of my food, shelter and clothing. I still remember the first job that I had taken up, teaching, my fuel expense had been more than the salary I received.

I am content as of now, it has taken me 22 long years to reach where I am today. I am an Independent woman with an amazing fiancé who has all the time in the world to spare for me. Although we have tiffs and sometimes real bad ones but a part of me is always sure that things will be normal in fraction of seconds. Sitting at my office desk today I get the feeling of accomplishment. I feel like making my thank you speech and let all the people who have helped me reach this far know that I am content and I thank each one of them humbly. The matrons, the friends I made in boarding and the enemies too, all the auckyites, the house mistress, the principal, my folks, every single person who has met me has left a great impact on my life.