My last day at work

My last day in office email: 

Dear All, 


I thought first, I should google a ‘my last day’ letter. Google is now the proclaimed answer to all our questions. Then I thought, I should not write what I should, rather, what I want to.

Well, this is what came from within:

The last day.

I stare at my PC. This PC of mine has been a witness for the last almost 3.5 years of mytenure here. It has seen me in all my moods.

It has seen my mistakes, stored the re-worked files, and gauged from the speed of the keyboard when the Board meetings were scheduled.

It has seen my ‘no-work- today-please’ expressions, the days when I wasn’t well, and has been a mute spectator, yet supportive, when I still continued to work.

It has been my store for my hometown photographs, articles on finance and law, and all those ‘secret hidden’ files. It is still trying to gather from my expression as to why I am suddenly deleting my personal files at once, today.

This is the benefit of being a machine, and this is the disadvantage of being a human.

Human beings get attached.

You get bonded. With your desk, desktop, drawers, paan-tapri shops located besides your office, lifts/stairs, colleagues, and their habits, the bus conductors with whom you travel every morning and evening, the queues for bus/cab, the peons who know how much sugar you take in your tea, and at time you need it, and which colleague distributes sweets on what events etc.

To conclude, I will miss you all, no matter if I never talked to you, or greeted you in mornings.

I wish all the best to you all, as you are enjoying one of the best companies in the industry at the best location, no matter how much we keep cribbing about it.

I wish you all a great future ahead.

Thanks...