Staircases

You know what, the first time i have thoughts to write about this, I'm about to make it as a wise man talking about some sort of philosophy of his life. But no, this is me, this is the way that I write my blog and heck, I'm not trying to make any image about me, so i'll just write what i want to write. Enjoy my writing.

When you're at my age right now and thinking about how your life has been and how would it be, you're exactly just like me right now. Exactly, I'm thinking about how my life has been for the past few years. I'm a young student, enjoying my life as it is right now and planning my future.

I have told you before about my occupation right now. A student, just another unremarkable student of a small university in a random city. You might also say I'm just another ordinary man.

But hey, that young random man still has a dream. A dream that he always wants. And to be honest, I want it since I was 8th grade.

I'd say, dream on baby. Life would be really boring without a dream. Dream that you think someday you can reach it, or just dream. Whatever you want, even the craziest dream you might never think it'll become true.

I'm working on it. And I call it, building my staircases.


.............staircases.....

I don't even know why i want this dream, i don't even know what I;m gonna do in the future. I don't know know how it feels like to be like that, to do that, to experience that. But i still want it..

This is it: I want to study abroad, in a university better than here in Indonesia, and get my master degree there. I want to know how it feels like to be abroad, coz honestly I've never been abroad before. And yes, i put my heart on this dream.

Does it sound like that? Like a dream of just another guy in another developing country to do something that might be just a simple thing for others? Does it sound like a small and easy thing for you to do it? May be yes, but think about it.

====
and here i continue this writing after several months I left it unfinished.

What makes me different compared to others, is that it wouldn't be so easy for me to just go abroad. I'm just another student, another ordinary man in a small ordinary family. I come from a lower middle income family and we can hardly afford a plane ticket going abroad. My mom and dad went to Saudi Arabia for pilgrimage, yes, but they can finally buy that ticket after years of saving money. I'm also not quite a special student, not that gifted and genius boy who would easily hypnotize an academic institution to accept their research proposal magically. I'm waiting for a miracle? No, i'm struggling for this, to study a master degree abroad, to have that experience. And this what makes me different.

You might be rich, and you could just go abroad without thinking twice. It's easy for you, may be to just take some money and buy your ticket. But that would not be as impressing and profound as it is when you struggle for that trip abroad. And that feeling, the feeling that I've been struggling, soooo hard to get this, to get this, that makes this dream will be different than those who can easily go abroad. :)