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Farewell, 4D

 A first job is always special and holds fond memories. In 2021, I got a call from Fourth Dimension Software Systems India Pvt Ltd. for the position of content writer. With my educational background, it made more sense to get into software engineering. However, after working as a developer intern, I realised that it was not my cup of tea. So, I thought I'd give the interview a go. If things didn't work out, I still had a safety net as a developer.


I got selected for the job. I thought my role was just limited to writing blog posts and newsletters. My senior, Balaji Sundareswaran, introduced me to the exciting world of digital marketing. I donned multiple hats in the field and thoroughly enjoyed each one of them. I felt at home with the amount of creativity and learning the role required. That's when I decided that this was a path that I wanted to traverse for a long time.

Two and a half years flew by. I got to work with vibrant teammates like Nanmaran Rajendran. I made good friendships along the way. There was never a day where I felt pressurised or overwhelmed. The warm and nurturing environment at 4D is something I'll always cherish.

As all good things come to an end, I'm now spreading my wings to Zoho as a product marketer. I look forward to this new and exciting journey.

But I always wish Fourth Dimension Technologies and the wonderful Mr. Jagannathan Narayanan continued success.

Farewell, 4D. ❤️

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