I don’t think dream job ever remains same; it changes as we grow older, as our interests mature. As a kid, I wanted to become a doctor, and I became engineer instead. I never compromised with my dream, its just my interest changed with time.

If today, someone asks me what is dream job, I will say I want to be a writer. I wrote stories since I was a child. If I was writing them, then I was telling them. I used to often sit with mom (while was doing her household chores), weave a nice story about some kid. That would often entertain her, and she would ask me why was I writing them down. I would sometimes, not always.

I would like to sit down everyday and write a few words for that story I have in my mind. I do not if it is beautiful, alluring or interesting, but I want to words take the rein of my thoughts glide through the road ahead of them to a beautiful destination.

I hope, I can soon do that ❤️❤️