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Chained

In any organization, an employee is its biggest asset. That's what I was told. So I would put my best foot forward having that expectation of being compensated in any form.

When I got my first job, everything was spoon-fed. Guess that's how it is. As a new graduate, we were like sponge. We just kept absorbing.

Moreover, I noticed myself improving day by day. I did my tasks and responsibilities as excellently and truthfully as I could. It did pay off!

I received what I wanted. Recognition - but most importantly, TRUST. 

Then I sought for more. I could do better things and handle bigger responsibilities! Honestly, I was ready to lead. Just I thought. But the management underwent a drastic change. So drastic that I was feeling suffocated. 

My confidence turned into skepticism. And long story short, I decided to quit.

I quit because I see no more room for growth. I was being caged and boxed. The system I believed in was infested with lies, irregularities, incompetence, and injustice. It was painful. So I had to go.

Then I found a new home! This place offered me so much more than what I expected. 

I was being cultivated and nurtured. I found myself growing fast. The growth that I was constantly seeking, came. And when I knew that I was ready to handle bigger responsibilities, I was denied of it. 

I already felt more free, but I saw chains tied around my feet. They let me fly but only up to the height they wanted me to. There was trust. There was recognition. And so was limitation.
They helped me reach my dream, but not my potential.

I want to break the chains. I want to fly. Higher and higher. But right now? I'm scared. I'm scared of what's ahead, what's beyond the horizon.

Until I find courage, I'll let these chains bind me. I know my time will come. The chains will just lose. One day. ONE. DAY.



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