Changing your work place is almost like an experience you have, say when you leave your maika to go to your sasural. Ofcourse, it's only so if you liked working wherever you were working before. When everything that is new around you warrants that you be careful about how you behave, how you dress, how you address, with a probability that you may end up not impressing the bade buzurgs, you just end up trying too hard at times. Or the opposite happens and they warm upto you so quick that you don't feel like a stranger at all.
It often happens that when you go back to your home or a place you love, you are greeted with smiles, hugs and that extra love. I've been lucky that ways as wherever I've worked, I've always been remembered (thankfully for good), but my last job became so much more than just a work place. It's a place where I felt everyone was connected to me and it's such a great feeling to go back there again and again. From the security guards who salute so hard with a great big smile on their face when you ask them how they are to the canteen boys who will run and make the best ginger tea for you and even save some samosas for you because they know you are coming for a visit or the office folks start feeding you whatever they have with them. To the old clerical staff blessing you, or even your seniors joking that they were overjoyed that you are back or the endless laughter with people who are so excited to know everything that's going on with you. Hell, even the shopkeepers notices your absence and requests that you atleast pay a visit fortnightly. That's the kind of warmth and love I adore, that's where I feel belonged.
It feels great to meet everyone, but you almost end up with a painful jaw because of all the smiles. I especially love the hugs that linger on and pull you in so deep that you can literally feel their vibes rubbing off on you. It's so amazing to hear compliments and comments like " tu gaye to raunak chali gaye", or " Kaam ke time pe tu bahot yaad aate hai" or "Tera hasta hua chehra bahot miss karte hein". This is the reason why I go back there whenever I feel low, all the energies that surround you along with a playback of memories so special to you just make you feel amazing and are an instant pick me up.
I know it will take some time (okay, maybe a lot) to get used to adjusting in the new place (even though I think I already kinda have) but then the minute something falls apart you just want to crib about all that went wrong, and you call the people who matter most and crib and crib and crib away to glory. That, my people is one of the BEST therapies.
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