Bismillah
I’ve just read some articles from a friend (I define a word “friend” as “someone who understands my past, believes in my future, and accepts me just the way I am”, _not_ someone who has known you for years) that tell about his story to get a scholarship. And finally, just like we’ve predicted, he did it!
Sometimes, we think that we are small, not worthed, and some kind of too-much-seeing-a-movie-and-drama that has a happy ending. So, we dream. Dream something big, and quite impossible. I know who says that we must keep our dreams up almost all of time, I see him everyday:yes it’s me. It looks like there is no one wants to hear even your small dream, don’t believe in what you say, and laughing at you when you tell your very big passion.
“Be home kid, wash your legs, and you just don’t ask for a story to your Mum until you sleep?”
“You? You?? Get a life… “
“Don’t waste your time here, no time for loser”
Uh, oh. It hurts.
Is there anything we’re afraid of except the reality that all of the people just don’t believe us? I hope all of you are surrounded by friends, families, who always encourage you most of time, will stand aside when you need them, keep their smile every time you fail. Me? Don’t worry about me buddy, even the world doesn’t know my existence, I am always surrounded by my own dreams, just like stars that will exist tonight, like a moon which always there even it goes behind a cloud, like a sun that always shines tomorrow morning. I know that I have a bunch of weakness, I know my English sucks (and you could know it easily from this post), I know that I’m not having enough money now, I even know that failures come to me as always. But, in my heart, I believe that I could give my best for today, yeah just for today. Day by day, time will answer all of my questions, and the fate will finally revealed.
