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My Sandal with his first salary!


Ever remember one of my writings about my the then boyfriend and now my fiancee promising me to buy me a sandal with his first salary? 

That writing was almost three years ago when I was one of the active writers in the facebook page called Writers Association of Bhutan. The write-up has earned a good number of readers and several acknowledgement through comments. 

I have never forgotten that part of my love story because it was firstly very touching. Imagine someone promising to give you something when they are capable. This shows that the person is very determined and focus to achieve his or her goals. Secondly, my boyfriend promising me to gift me something with his first salary while he still was a student shows that he looks forward for always being together with me.I was so happy with his promises not because I am getting a sandal from him but I am being taken into his plans and dreams. What more a girl could ask from her lover than being seen her in his future? I was so proud that he take me along in his future. And finally, the day came! It was about six months back. 

He received his first salary. This may sound quite cheesy but honestly, I didn't expect him to gift me the sandal because there are more important field to invest than on my sandal. I insisted him not to buy me anything. But promises are to be kept was what he said. So he brought me this silver glassy sandal!  It is so beautiful and looks so fragile that I don't want to wear it but keep it somewhere safe and always packed! 

Dear Ugyen, thank you so much for the slipper. I will always treasure it. Every time I wear it, it makes me feel you are right on my side and that whichever path I choose to walk will always be the best one.


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