Monday, June 2, 2014
When nothing is the same
“If life gives you lemon, you make a refreshing lemonade”, said the wise. But me-not-so-wisely keep questioning, “why lemons?” They still come cheap. Instead why can’t life give me diamonds so that I can make some jewellery out of it? After all I have every right to feel priceless. Moreover, I am a girl and diamond is my best friend.
Certainly, I would love to believe that I am valuable for the organisation I work. Hence, I ought to be paid, handsomely. This is the mother of all season – THE APPRAISAL SEASON. We all eagerly wait for it more than any IPL or World Cup season. Because unfortunately most things in life come at a price and for everything else well there is the time-tested ‘letters of appreciation’. Fact is such letters don’t pay our bills and so money is the honey we all are sucked too.
This season witnesses a lot of change. Even the best friend at work turns green with envy, if the percentage hike isn’t the same. The harmless junior gives you a look which tells you to watch out if you don’t put a good word where it matters. Everybody is busy minding other’s business because all of a sudden the whole office has adorned the task of “a secret agent on mission to know how much the colleagues have earned”.
Suddenly, the bosses become extra important because one word can make or break your proposed abroad trip. Like a hawk your eyes follow them to decipher the meanings of unsaid emotions. A lot cooks within the work stations with speculations over who gets what. And the day you get to know the results, “bombs explode”. Bombs of discontentment, waves of civil war, arguments of mass destruction and everything that makes you think life is so unfair.
The non-performers create the loudest of explosion because even the terror outfits justify their action as Godly, isn’t it? Such is human nature. We are bad judges of our own doings and keep thinking that the world isn’t for us. “I work so hard yet nobody sees me working, is that my fault?” Girls fill buckets with tears and guys brood in public.
And if you’re a performer, well you know everybody hates you more these days. They think you do nothing and still take the cake away. The world is partial to you is their final verdict.
But what remains standard is the APPRAISAL time which is undoubtedly the mother of all season.
Watch out guys, the season is on. So better be careful.
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