I resigned from my previous employer in the year 2002 after some gruelling 3 years in various projects.
I was highly frustrated with the management. On the last day just before cleaning my desk and moving out I met one of the vice-presidents of the company and gave him a letter where I had listed down various points on how to make this company better. I ended that letter with the below poem - a modified version of Rabindranath Tagore's
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my company awake
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