Today is a working day in Kelantan, the place where I work.
Yes, Sundays are working days here every week.
Our weekends are Friday and Saturday.
When I was just now reflecting on my day,
I became very grateful for my my work.
I love the work I do.
I think my work is my calling
When I was 5 years old, I wanted to be a doctor already
When I was 12 years old I wanted to do exactly what I do today
It has taken a lot of sacrifice to get here but it has been worth it, I think
Quite some time ago I wrote the following small poem on "calling"
Calling
A calling can be so strong
It makes us move away
A calling can be so strong
We move away for long
From our loved ones
We move away for long
We miss our loved ones
But our calling is so strong
We miss our loved ones
Our calling can be strong
Following our calling can hurt
But it can be oh so strong.
Following our calling can hurt
But isn't it our soul's desire?
It may be worth the hurt
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