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Why am I inspired to write?


When I was little, my English-language teacher used to say "the only secret way to improve your language is reading." I wasn't paying much heed to what he said. Reading a book was only a sleeping pill for me.

As I entered the life of high school, I started just realizing that the teacher was never wrong. I started securing my leisure time sparing reading books. I started reading few novels from Bhutan written by Bhutanese young authors, few spirtitual and philosophical books, and several short stories.

I began feeling the real taste of reading books. I feel it is worth reading and writing as well. I would never leave reading. It is only the space where one can pour out feelings and thoughts. The words you reflected in a book would live even after your death.

Therefore, I am inspired to be a humble writer of my own style. I also wish to write down the words of my life in a book having full faith in my God, teachers, friends, and the strength of mine.
If you're a passionate reader, you're a true magician. You will see beautiful times ahead.
Thank you !

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