Good Morning.. job that you are doing.

Where there is duty, there is no beauty.

Duty is a heavy stone.

But when there is love, that very stone becomes a flower.

The same actions will happen...but as an expression of joy.

Don't think, "I have lots of duties. How will I fulfill my duties!" See, the moment you think something is your duty, there is no beauty in it. Duty, responsibility, becomes a burden, it becomes a bondage on your head. Love the job that you are doing."