Each time I think of when I will leave him, my eyes well up and overflow, till tears roll down my face and on to my chest as though to seek comfort in their loneliness within my heart.
I weep.
I will miss him, he is not my son (for I have none), he is not my brother, he is not my father nor lover nor spouse though he could be any of them (more so my father, brother and son). He is my boss.
Ours is a very strange acquaintance. I read his mind at work, and he proves me right (on occasion terribly wrong, and he shows his displeasure!) That is it. No extra chit chat (only on minor occasions) no special privileges, no unwarranted criticism nor compliments. He is so sweet. Just a regular kind of guy, the kind we don’t find many of nowadays.
To be the kind of man who is written about, would be a glory that many seek, yet he would shy away from such a display of his graces. He is human, not an angel nor a saint but may be close in nature. To me that, is but human nonetheless.
I will miss his undeniable straightforwardness, his dry sense of humor, his absolute Humanness. He has been nothing less that a positively dynamic influence on my life. Yes I will miss him.
I am not moving far, for I am lucky to remain under his wing. No, I am moving to extend my wings at another dynamic department, a place where the mind may be stretched to unexpected extents.
And then, over there, I feel that I may well forge a strong and beautiful relationship with many others (teammates) (Insha’ Allah)
I will miss him, I will miss his family who have become like mine (though we may not be close in presence but we do understand each others mindset).
To him it will always be a pleasure to work for. He is an amazing boss who has the utmost respect for all around him and that is equally reciprocated.
Through him I will rise and to him I will look for wisdom and guidance. Now I will go to be alone with my feelings of happiness at the opportunity he has given me and sadness at leaving him.
I miss him already….
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