Sometime, someday, when I’m up there
Lounging without a care on a fluffy cloud
Blowing away lazy rings of mist
as I float in the bliss of heaven…
I shall gaze down fondly at my people
to see a few weeping for me
Some close ones pining for me
reminiscing memories of me.
A handful more who sense my loss
Who would I expect to see?
Let me guess…
…pulling out my divine binoculars to look for those
whom I spent the maximal earth time with
The multinational company
I rendered my sweat to, for precious long earth years
The boss who’s word was greater than the lord’s
The colleagues who I thought were friends
subordinates who respected me till my expiry period.
Were they the ones?
And, what would I see…?
….conveniently forgotten
I was just a name in their file.
I see someone new
Hired in my place
Doing my job, maybe better than me
He seemed to have won them over
For, he too was doling out his sweat
In lieu of his passions
Spending festivals at his office desk
to keep the boss’s word
Sharing work gossips over drinks
with those colleagues
who backbit to get ahead of you.
Did I make the most
of those shortly timed earth years
Shouldn’t I have spent
fun filled festivals
with my old parents who shaped my life
happy birthdays
with siblings who colored my childhood with vibrant memories
languorous holidays
with the one who taught me to love differently
leisurely evenings
with friends who shared with me, my ups and downs
and every single day
with my child who gave me a new lease of life?
The accolades were long forgotten
Like those degrees and certificates that now collect dust.
Realize I will a tad too late, that all I carried up there was
the little wealth of joy, sorrow, warmth and compassion
which I had shared only with my people.
And not with my emotionless office desk.
4 Responses to Afterlife Lessons of a Corporate Soul
Leave a Reply Cancel reply
This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
About Author
Vinodini
Vinodini is a writer, novelist, and design professional. She has worked in the retail sector as a visual merchandiser and a fashion stylist for various well-known brands. She is a published author with an epistolary novel to her credit. She has also contributed various pieces published in anthologies, websites, and a coffee table book. She writes content on a range of topics for various domestic and international brands. This blog is an amalgamation of her thoughts, experiences, and pieces of fiction woven in her mind which find themselves translated into narrations here.
Liked what you read here?
Join 1,031 other subscribers-
Recent Posts
- A Loving Tribute to Sam July 10, 2023
- Chasing the Blues with Yellow May 28, 2021
- Welcome Home Sam! April 6, 2021
- Thoughts for 2021 January 13, 2021
- Cheesecake without Cream Cheese July 26, 2020
Archives
Categories
Follow me on Twitter
My TweetsGoodreads
Spam Blocked
What a great poem.
Really makes you think about life and what is important.
Keep in Touch(ed).
KG
http://www.kstyleinc.com
What a great poem. Sometimes in life we forget about the meaning and purpose of life. Thanks for the reminder!
Thanks Khloe.I'm happy it struck a cord with you.Touched to have you in touch! 🙂
Thanks Nate.Yes all of us could with such reminders from time to time, just so that we don't forget to do what makes us happy!