Winds of change


Job changes are just a common occurrence in recent times. All of us have gone through the winds of change at least once in our life time. But what does it take to lead a man or woman to think that there needs to be a change in his source of bread and butter?


“Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”


These words were said by Confucius, the Chinese thinker and social philosopher of the Spring and Autumn Period.


People usually look for change when they stop loving the job they do. That is to look at it in the simple sense, and in the context of the words spoken by Confucius, when we start developing a sense of stress and the chosen job becomes as an exertion.


I have left two jobs in the past. Till I had read of the above quote on a prominent website, it never rang a notion in my mind that I should analyse why I had opted for the changes. Many a times had thought of my various friends who had left jobs, sometimes in quick succession and most of the times got right answers why it had happened. But never in my farthest thoughts had I even had the infinitesimal idea of doing a self analysis.


My first job change happened in May 2006. It was a shift from the highly corporatized banking atmosphere to the youthful and jovial atmosphere of an industry that was still in its growth stage.  


What had prompted me to jump the gun? Well I thought long and hard. At that time it was the boredom that had set in to the psyche. Bangalore – the city that never sleeps. It was where I was during my stint at the world’s local bank. It had all the parties and adventure, but Bangalore never really captured the attention of my mind well enough for me to get tied down there.


It had been a good first few months. And then the tedium and monotony of life in a metro had set in. By the time, my first rating – all messed up, still do not know why. Then there was a feeling of loneliness within self, even when I had the best of the company there. Also, there was a sudden spurt of home sickness and the urge to hear the mother tongue ringing daily in the ears.


A deadly combination of all the above factors pushed me to take up the thread of opportunity that was thrown my way to move on. And before I could even think of, I was at my new place, and like heaven did I love it.


For more than half a decade, the love story continued. I was having that period of my existence that is covered in gold. I was deeply and madly in love with Branch Operations that I had not realised the life and times had changed a lot. From the highly challenging roles of risk underwriting, customer service and financial operations, we had been a suppressed lot that has been changed to doing odd jobs like renewal collection, cross selling and up selling. Even the jobs that had been challenging once upon a time had been reduced to mere data entry and monotonous neglect.


Now, was this the only reason that I decided to jump the ship into the lifeboat and off to new shores?


No maybe.


There was a sense of ennui that had crept in, repeated whinge and grumble from clients, who would never bother to ask proper questions when they buy a policy. Millions of times I had thought – “If this guy even asked one tenth of the questions they ask now, before buying their insurance policy, their life and my life would be a hundred times more uncomplicated and trouble free”


Good enough, but did the reason end at that?


No.


There are many individuals who would have helped us clamber the ladder of accomplishment. I too had my share of well wishers, and when it had reached a stage where there had to me made a choice between two poles of support, I decided to bite the bullet and surge ahead.


Was there a chance of reconciliation?


Well, there was.


If I was given the chance to stop working like a machine and start doing the job in a way I love again, maybe in a different group of people like chalk and cheese milieu, the pronouncement to gaze away could have been upturned.


But alas, that was not the case to be. Providence had determined something else for me, and I have started the voyage into an ocean in search of new shores.


Looking back at the turning points, there are always some minor regrets, but as the old saying goes, “Everything happens for your own good”.


Life gives us a chance to reflect, analyse and introspect what has happened in the past. I am happy that I have done mine now. What I feel is that every first-rate analysis that is made out of thoughts like will help us take pertinent choice in future.


Cannot resist borrowing the below quote from Shannon L. Alder to end my thoughts. Don’t know how true it is, but the words really hang about in my mind.


“The most introspective of hearts tends to be the most sentimental. We cling to the smallest moments from our past because we fear that emotion will never come our way again.”
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