I recently got into a job that allowed(or rather forced) me to work from home. I was all excited and bragging to my friends about my luck. I told my dad about it and he freaked out. He started asking me if I still had my job or was I gonna get back home and sit idle etc etc..
And so it came to be. I started working from home. The first day i was all into the mood and planning on arranging one corner of the one bed room in our apartment into a mini office. Was thinking of buying a desk and chair and so on - basically day dreaming. Like in Rajnikanth's songs, one thing led to another and I was already a millionaire in my dreams.
All it took was a day for all those dreams to pop. I finally ended up doing nothing. Watched a lot of movies, read a little and slept like a log in the afternoon after lunch. I thought to myself - this is the life.
As days went by I started feeling restless and uncomfortable. Combine this with a guilty feeling of drawing a salary without any contribution and sleeping on company time. By the end of one week I was miserable. I just could not sit simply anymore!!!
I was longingly looking at my roomies dressing up and going to work. My life had gone to a stand still literally. Would wake up by 9, open my laptop, check mails, skip breakfast, watch movies, read online, go to the nearest possible place for lunch, get back and sleep, hit the gym and sleep.
I began to crave for the challenges of work, the routine that helped me live a somewhat disciplined life - I at least never missed meals when I worked in an office environment. I started missing my missing of week ends - almost everyday was like a week end now.
It finally dawned on me that I would never be happy in a job that involved me sitting at home and being completely self motivated to do things. I realized that I like working under pressure sometimes. I liked bonding with people and working as a group.
And yes as you might have guessed - I quit. Though it sounded silly I said to my boss that I could not work from home and left. Sounds weird right - leaving a free reigned job for the pressures of corporate life? Try it and see for yourself. The grass is ALWAYS greener on the other side of the pasture.
And so it came to be. I started working from home. The first day i was all into the mood and planning on arranging one corner of the one bed room in our apartment into a mini office. Was thinking of buying a desk and chair and so on - basically day dreaming. Like in Rajnikanth's songs, one thing led to another and I was already a millionaire in my dreams.
All it took was a day for all those dreams to pop. I finally ended up doing nothing. Watched a lot of movies, read a little and slept like a log in the afternoon after lunch. I thought to myself - this is the life.
As days went by I started feeling restless and uncomfortable. Combine this with a guilty feeling of drawing a salary without any contribution and sleeping on company time. By the end of one week I was miserable. I just could not sit simply anymore!!!
I was longingly looking at my roomies dressing up and going to work. My life had gone to a stand still literally. Would wake up by 9, open my laptop, check mails, skip breakfast, watch movies, read online, go to the nearest possible place for lunch, get back and sleep, hit the gym and sleep.
I began to crave for the challenges of work, the routine that helped me live a somewhat disciplined life - I at least never missed meals when I worked in an office environment. I started missing my missing of week ends - almost everyday was like a week end now.
It finally dawned on me that I would never be happy in a job that involved me sitting at home and being completely self motivated to do things. I realized that I like working under pressure sometimes. I liked bonding with people and working as a group.
And yes as you might have guessed - I quit. Though it sounded silly I said to my boss that I could not work from home and left. Sounds weird right - leaving a free reigned job for the pressures of corporate life? Try it and see for yourself. The grass is ALWAYS greener on the other side of the pasture.
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