It is so cliché while saying, “my dream is as high as starts in the night sky“. Day by day have been passed and age doesn’t lie. In this age (so-called-adult age), why do we dream something that we sometimes don’t even know what it is.
I am the only boy in the family besides my dad, of course. All my siblings are girl. As the only one in the family, i took me to be more “careful” about what should i do in daily habit and in the future. My parents never complained about my education choice (school or college) as long as I can took good responsibility.
From this part, I feel so blessed. They did their part perfectly. *hug*
Now, life is getting more serious than it should be. My “university-life” will be over soon in few days, a systematic, measured, and structurized path must be made as soon as possible. But, how lucky I am! One of my friends has very bright idea. He told me to take “serious action” pursuing higher education degree by scholarship. He always said, “get your Ph.D soon and take it in far away from our country”. He added, “see you in Thames riverside, drink a cup of coffee, and discuss about Indonesia.”.
He was not kidding, nor being possessed by a genie. He told me that way because he did believe:
Education is the right way to raise dignity (family’s dignity, even nation’s dignity, much further: Islam’s dignity) and also to produce something useful for mankind.
I couldn’t agree more.
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