Whenever the word ‘Farewell‘ comes to mind, I instantly recall this beautiful sentence I once stumbled upon,
“People come and go; some are cigarette breaks, others are forest fires.”
I’ve decided to write on farewells, having said my goodbyes to quite a number of people in my life. Some I’ll probably meet if our path would cross again someday in the future. Others had inevitably left this Earth forever, returning to our Creator.
Ever since last year, I’ve seen my colleagues at work resigned due to several reasons. From my senior, to my teammates, to colleagues I barely had time to talk to. Even recently, there are rumors about more people wanting to leave.
Let’s just say the pressure was real when I started working here, two years ago. I remembered losing 3 kilogrammes in the first week due to stress. The first year had me struggling tremendously, staying at the office till 1am and working for weeks without weekends, chasing deadlines. Thankfully, I’ve learned to adapt with the workload and expectations by my second year here. I get stressed out now and then, but still have the courage and motivation in tolerating everything.
All the farewells we had at work actually taught me volumes on happiness and rezeki/rizq (sustenance/provision). Most people leave jobs to attain their own definition of happiness. It could be the pressure at work that was causing mental and emotional turmoil, could be an unreasonable and unappreciative boss causing discouragement, could be insufficient pay with high cost of living or monotonously routine job scopes that does not contribute to one’s career development goals.
They say if you dread going to work, you do not love your job enough. I guess that’s a valid enough reason for people to resign from their jobs; they no longer love them. Life is too short to be unhappy. If the idea of leaving your 9 to 5 job and migrating to New Zealand to pluck some fruits (which is a legit job from what I’ve heard) makes you happy, why not do that? If wealth makes one happy, it’s understandable to find a job that offers better pay. If one can no longer tolerate a boss with anger management issues, leaving is the best move for one’s mental and emotional health.
And just because people are leaving from work, as demotivating as it may be to those who choose to remain, does not necessarily mean that they’re weak at tolerating struggles. Sometimes, leaving means that they’re done tolerating with
bullshit or their time and energy is way more worthy to be spent on tolerating others’ bullshit.
That, or their rizq has been written someplace else, by the All-Knowing hands of God (al-Alim).
I’ve learned that it’s not our boss or company that decides our rizq. As the saying goes, rezeki di tangan Tuhan, which translates to rizq is in the hands of God. No matter how hard we strive at work, God decides our rizq. Contrary to popular belief, rizq is not limited to wealth alone. It encompasses a wider area of sustenance; an excellent health, a loving family, sufficient food on the table, a comfortable home for shelter, a healthy mind to ponder and many many more.
Of course, the belief that our provisions lie in the grasp of the Merciful (ar-Rahman) should not render us into laziness. Instead, it should motivate us to work harder to achieve our goals and to live a better life because eventhough rezeki di tangan Tuhan, rezeki juga tak datang bergolek (rizq is in the hands of God, but it does not comes easy). This saying encourages us to work hard to our level best and if things do not go as expected, to be grateful for what we’ve successfully achieved instead of mourning all things passed. And ultimately to hold firm in our hands the concept of shuk’r (thankfulness) for the sustenance by the Ever-Providing (ar-Razzaq) because rezeki tidak pernah salah alamat (the provisions that has been written for us will reach us eventually).
The most important thing to note is our sincerity in working. To be sincere is definitely not easy but it comes with a great reward; barakah (blessing). A low wage is never low if it has been blessed due to our sincerity and hard work in what we do. #NoteToSelf
That being said, I’m not good at saying goodbyes. Deep inside, I pretty much hate the idea of no longer being able to see much of the people I normally see. Nevertheless, they’ve made their decisions and I trust that it’s the right decision leading them towards their own goals and most importantly, happiness.
Regardless of how they come and go, whether they’re cigarette breaks or forest fires, it’s a beautiful given to meet people with a variety of characters and quirks, with a gazillion lessons to learn from. To all who had left, I pray that we’ll meet again someday, all better and happier.