The Change (Job)
By Tshering Chekii - April 06, 2019
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I
snuggle in a blanket, a book in hand but barely reading. I struggle to read and
give up to my straining eyes and distractions. I was a voracious reader then; reading was
something I greatly enjoyed. During schooldays I used to stay whole night
reading under a torchlight, hiding novel under table and reading during evening
prayer time, I read almost all the short stories, poems or essays in English
textbook before teacher taught in the class. I used to make a mental note of
differences of what I grasped before and after teacher explained. I didn’t
perform exceptionally well but I did okay, more than scoring big, I enjoyed. Note
it, I enjoyed and now I closed the book because I can’t focus and didn’t enjoy
reading at the moment. I might mechanically read but essence of words and
messages it has refuse to seep in. The simple verb ‘enjoy’ has made me chase a wild
goose.
I
believe ‘doing what you love or loving what you do.’ The life can be hard and
choices even harder but why cry and die every day doing you hate the most? It
is ok to be little selfish and choose your happiness above others. You don’t
have to kill your dreams every time to fulfill other’s goals. Don’t put
everything at stake for a job that will replace you tomorrow if you die today.
That doesn’t mean you stop working, you have to give your best effort for the
amount you are paid at the end a month. Work but learn to enjoy and love your
work. If it seems impossible, be brave enough to walk away. It is not always
easy but you have to do the best for yourself. Four years three jobs, people
question my loyalty and they think I am fickle. Come on, you live once and if
you are complaining and whining every day, you ought to change something;
either it is your mentality or environment. I don’t settle for less; I chose to
pamper myself with happiness and love.
The
recent job I left because I was becoming complacent like everyone. I didn’t see
growth in myself and most importantly I didn’t enjoy the work. I didn’t just
walk away because I didn’t enjoy the work. I tried and gave my best effort in
past two years. I have worked really hard in fact like a donkey but somewhere,
something was pulling me back instead to pushing forward. Day by day, I started
to sulk in and was drowning in frustration which were leading me to anxiety. I
reached dead-end of my part there, even if I stayed, I lost all hope of
bouncing back from the pit I was thrown to. I was in a dilemma whether to stick
around to rot or walk away to save myself.
At
this critical juncture of my career, my father stood like a solid rock pillar
letting me know that he has my back even if I fall. I owe him big for this, had
it not been for his continual support, I might be still there; cursing and
dying every second. He gave me the freedom to walk free and choose what I want.
I feel lucky and grateful.
And
I wonder, if I didn’t have liberty to choose my happiness, would I be still
there? That’s so unlikely me, my heart might have caused riot for suppressing
it. Change for good, change for yourself. Everyone deserve the best, go for it,
folks!
Enjoy!!!
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