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Sep 2014
Work is worship, since childhood
Is the lesson ingrained in my brain
When I am at work today
I found that lesson vain

Actually, it’s what kind of mentor you get
For he is responsible for all you feel
He can shape your day into a boon
Or push it into an absolute reel

Commonly, all shirks are crowned
Mostly, all wise are push aside
People do it all to be there
To become the apple of their eyes

I strongly feel at work
Your work should be your face
Deserve before you demand
Claim what is yours with grace

I lived by this principle till date
That’s why raise came to me very late
At the end of the day I am content
For work is to live; it’s not all your fate
Having worked for many years, this is what I observed. No offences, just a personal view and a new subject, away from romance...hahaha... That's it!
Bharti Singh
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Bharti Singh
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