Friday, 31 October 2014

I spoke for the First Time

No. 24

Writing here after a long long hiatus. Well it's just my Geminian traits, you know. I couldn't figure what to write about, got very busy with the regular humdrums of life and was constantly looking for something special to write about.
Now you wonder, so has something special happened? Yes not something, well... hmmm quite a few things happened that were special. And today I'm going to talk about one of them.

We all fondly remember about our 'Firsts' don't we? First watch, first crush, first love, first car, first house, first affair (you ask why did I segregate love and affair here... simple you can love many things apart from a human, but a love affair is always with a human ;), first book (authored), first baby, first salary and so on... Yeah there could be sooo many firsts.. My husband can go on and on seriously on this topic. And he maintains all his firsts with great love and care. I digress... coming back to my first today on Oct 31, 2014.

Yes today on Oct 31, 2014, I mustered the courage to speak up at work. The story goes like this... yesterday I had my mid-appraisal and as usual I was not satisfied with the outcome. It hurt me and demotivated me. All through the rest of the day and night, the words rang in my ears and seared me from within. So much so that in the morning, before coming to work, I decided to write to my boss about the actual reasons - the facts, the problems, challenges and frustrations I had faced. And after hitting the 'Send' button, I experienced a huge sense of relief.

It was soo liberating to have written what I felt all night through, to have put in writing what I have been experiencing during the challenging project. To have done that I have never ever done or thought of before!

To speak back, to explain my perspective and to point out the actual problems... yes I had never done it before at work... There were many reasons of not doing it.. fear of being 'marked' out, fear of being judged, fear of untoward and ugly consequences. But not any longer. Now I don't care anymore because I have told myself either you suffer in silence or speak up. Keeping quiet fearing the consequences is not my cup of tea any more. Because I'm done with it. So long I have kept quiet and nothing happened. Now  let's see what happens after speaking up. :)

So cheers to me, my newfound sense of Freedom. Cheers! And yes cheers to my coming back to this space. Henceforth, I will write more and more to express my feelings even more.

 

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