June 14, 2018
It is a month since I started writing about preparations to leave the country. A diary-journalling- cathartic sometimes, honestly brutal at others, when I read back some time later, I might not believe these things actually happened.
Three and a half years of work at this university. Never believed I would see it end when I started. Always believed, I would be here as long as this branch campus existed.
My goal when I came here was to just take things easy and not put my heart and soul into the department. Meaning no emotional investment. Mental toil and expenditure of brain power I planned for but no liaisons, no deep friendships, nothing. Just do my work and get out each day.
Unknown to me, my colleagues developed feelings and a camaraderie with me. Cyn is a great supervisor- she is honest, diligent, smiley and sincere to her job. She understands if someone has put in effort after hours and gives due consideration. Above all, she is a dog lover. Many a time, I have judged people based on their liking for dogs, cats, plants, children and I haven’t been wrong. Except for one occasion when the woman I worked with loved little children but was nasty to everyone especially women and made their lives miserable. She was a workplace bully. I confess that seeing no end to the daily drama, I left that department almost entirely due to her.
But Cyn is a person cast in a different mold. She is not an angel and does have her moments of pure excitement and saying things like ” you know, the grant agency released this grant and we didn’t know- now what do we do ?” There is a lot of blaming others and stuff but she is hard working and now that we have known one another for more than three years, I think I can proudly say she is my friend.
My other colleague is Kat, who has all the dogs and had Pepper, her dog’s birthday party.
She has been brutally honest when she speaks and I admire that trait. She is the woman with the great sense of humor, amazing loyalty, great event management skills and hostess. I have never met anyone like her and probably never will.
The third colleague who I will not name is one with whom I have had a love-hate relationship. In the beginning, it was bossy- she being the boss and me subjugating. Since she had a baby about two years back(2016), and we made an effort to work on her, she has changed- for the better. Even though I did not want to invest emotionally in this work place, subconsciously I did so- because the need of this colleague was greater than my need for peace of mind. She is now friendly, honest, a little more trusting of us, her colleagues and though the bossiness shows up sometimes, it is not as prominent as before.
I will miss all of them. Indeed I will. This is the first time I will miss a workplace when I am leaving. I think some of them will come and visit me in my new role. I hope they do.
To my colleagues,
I love you all- and wish you all the best.