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The day I entered the place
I was filled with hope and fear
I felt like being thrown into a ocean
Of new job and people
Both were strange to me
To be honest , it was little scary
Marketing was new to me
So was the hospital
I generally hated hospitals
My handover said just chill and listen to the boss
It sounded so easy and cool
The team was supportive and skeptical of me
The chitappa who claimed to know everything
The corporate team who was cool and an expert too
The drt team who was busy and bold
The designer who put up with my rambling
Within weeks of joining,
I felt at home
Still the family feeling would not go away
We were one happy healthy family
Till the captain left the ship
The ship started to waver
Sometimes storm was strong enough to drown us
Still we held hands
And managed to keep the ship afloat
Slowly people left the ship
With dreams and hopes of better shores
The ship is no longer the same
Every time a person leaves
A stranger enters
However sweet they are
Still somethings are not replacable
It now time for me to get down
I stand in the shore
And wave goodbye and wish them luck
With salty eyes and a heavy heart

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