Beautiful People - 1
Feeling of being replaceable, is one of the hardest feeling to accept. When i joined my present organisation, i replaced a girl, who had been there for three years. She was loved. People told me how lovely she was and how they would miss her. Her supervisor disagreed and so she had to leave. I joined in her place.
I entered her room, with a thumping heart. She knew she would have to hand over her work to me, her room, her laptop, her three years in the organisation. She would have to hand those over to me formally, in a neat file, all tied and secure. She would have to teach me things that she used to do and had learnt the hard way. Things about how to work effectively with others, how to get their respect and love. She would have to teach me tricks - what is the best time to approach this person and when should one avoid the other. She would have to help me understand how it works - and then leave it all and go.
She smiled. Warmly. From eyes to her heart. She said "Welcome" like she meant it. She took me for lunch and drank many cups of tea, only to give me company. Slowly, over the next 10 days, she explained every task and every responsibility, diligently. She introduced me to everyone and shared little details about them - as a person and as an employee. She came for walks with me, to lose weight but also to chat. She promised to exercise everyday and drank lots of water, whenever i reminded her. She left, crying and laughing, at the end of 10 days, making me realise that the feeling of being replaced, only hits those who can be replaced. Good people are not replaceable. Good people just move on to a new place, which needs goodness.
I entered her room, with a thumping heart. She knew she would have to hand over her work to me, her room, her laptop, her three years in the organisation. She would have to hand those over to me formally, in a neat file, all tied and secure. She would have to teach me things that she used to do and had learnt the hard way. Things about how to work effectively with others, how to get their respect and love. She would have to teach me tricks - what is the best time to approach this person and when should one avoid the other. She would have to help me understand how it works - and then leave it all and go.
She smiled. Warmly. From eyes to her heart. She said "Welcome" like she meant it. She took me for lunch and drank many cups of tea, only to give me company. Slowly, over the next 10 days, she explained every task and every responsibility, diligently. She introduced me to everyone and shared little details about them - as a person and as an employee. She came for walks with me, to lose weight but also to chat. She promised to exercise everyday and drank lots of water, whenever i reminded her. She left, crying and laughing, at the end of 10 days, making me realise that the feeling of being replaced, only hits those who can be replaced. Good people are not replaceable. Good people just move on to a new place, which needs goodness.
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