A Message to My Job 💕

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           Karma Jigdrel Tshering.
            - A Budding Writer.

Dear job, I know you're hanging out there. Waiting for me to fast forward my studies. You must be curious. Indeed I'm too. But don't you worry much, my dear. A day will come, where I'll be serving my stomach from you and you being known as and due to me. Place to places, to and fro, we'll move. Me carrying you on my shoulder, together!

But my dear job, something's pulling me down. I realize it's a devil trying to stop us to be destined. Everyday I think of you, I try keeping to move on. But being tailed by that devil, I feel weak. But as for no one can comprehend the Face of fate, I'm starting to feel strong. Much more stronger than I was. Each and every period is pulls me,... I feel an extra stamina built in myself to reach you!

In every articles and poems I pen, I find you there. Smiling you tell me ' go on Jigdrel! I know you can!'
My dear job, I want to let you know that; I love you...not as a rank but as a dream that I'd been holding till this day from birth. I dream to sit with you. Inking, together I want to cherish a lots of memory with you.

Soon! People will be knowing us not as you and me. They'll know us as one 'THEM'. My reminder to you; don't get carried away by influences okay? I'll reach there soon to shake hands with the past to handover you to me. Not just them, you'll too have to handover yourself to me. So that we can live together and smile at each other, happily cherishing our old memories on my retirement day.

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