Working constantly for more than a decade.
Morning to night. Enveloped and engulfed by deadlines, submissions, ideas, meetings.
And one fine day, decide to give up.
Boom! And life takes on a new turn.
Doing all the things I never had time for. Sitting on the swing. Chatting with my daughters. And calling up all friends for whom I was always so busy.
Do I miss my work? I would be lying if I say I do not. Definitely a loss of the hustle bustle and being surrounded by a team of sincere co workers. Definitely a loss of a sense of contribution. A loss of sense of using your grey cells 24X7.
But do I regret?
When I ponder deeply, no… Because I needed to do it. I needed to pause. I needed to know what I want to do.
Like… writing this piece. Wanting to read.. no, actually devour books and look at myself in the eye and laud myself for being brave enough to follow my passion.
Sometimes, life is about stepping into the unknown, about grappling with the new.
I need to find my new road, my new direction….I need to look at Life in the face and shout, “I lived the way I wanted to”.
When life takes a turn.
Preeta Chag 