Retired
Retired....from the high paying, foreign investment bank, one of the most coveted jobs on campus....to a life of little money, relative obscurity...
Retired....from the big city, thousand watering holes, 4 hour mediterranean brunches....to a smaller town, no watering holes, whats a mediterranean brunch, whats an investment bank?...
Retired....from 80 hour work weeks (24 x 7 mentally on the job), rare free weekends, not realising when diwali, uttran and navratri came and went by, missing almost every major sporting event that i love....to 50 hour weeks, free weekends, mental freedom, and watching the wimbledon 2009 finals with a chilled beer in my hand...
Retired....from barely spending time with family and friends, a million broken promises of spending more time....to leisurely, often aimless conversations with family, watching my kid (to be) grow up...
Retired....from the fat monthly pay check on the 25th of each month and the fat (not these days anyway) bonus at the end of the year....to just enough money to survive...
Retired from....from business class air travel, first class airport lounges, five star hotel stays and sedan pickups and drops....to good old indian railways, bus, auto and whatever inexpensive mode of transport i can find....
Retired....from analysing businesses built by others and commenting on their stocks, intellectual masturbation...to trying to build my own solid, real business from the ground...
To be honest, the old job did have some positives - a superb group of really smart and nice colleagues, decent work content and job satisfaction (believe me, it did exist), pretty much not having to worry about money.
Retired....at the ripe old age of 29....totally worth it!!
Retired....from the big city, thousand watering holes, 4 hour mediterranean brunches....to a smaller town, no watering holes, whats a mediterranean brunch, whats an investment bank?...
Retired....from 80 hour work weeks (24 x 7 mentally on the job), rare free weekends, not realising when diwali, uttran and navratri came and went by, missing almost every major sporting event that i love....to 50 hour weeks, free weekends, mental freedom, and watching the wimbledon 2009 finals with a chilled beer in my hand...
Retired....from barely spending time with family and friends, a million broken promises of spending more time....to leisurely, often aimless conversations with family, watching my kid (to be) grow up...
Retired....from the fat monthly pay check on the 25th of each month and the fat (not these days anyway) bonus at the end of the year....to just enough money to survive...
Retired from....from business class air travel, first class airport lounges, five star hotel stays and sedan pickups and drops....to good old indian railways, bus, auto and whatever inexpensive mode of transport i can find....
Retired....from analysing businesses built by others and commenting on their stocks, intellectual masturbation...to trying to build my own solid, real business from the ground...
To be honest, the old job did have some positives - a superb group of really smart and nice colleagues, decent work content and job satisfaction (believe me, it did exist), pretty much not having to worry about money.
Retired....at the ripe old age of 29....totally worth it!!
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