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When the sunlight does not warm your room in the beautiful morning, let’s open the window, so you can feel the light better. When the moonbeam does not guide your steps in the dark night, let’s set the fire, so you can see your way. When your eyes are not strong anymore to keep the rain, let it fall, so you can get back your smile. Then, when you start giving up with your life, keep your head up and let’s open another door.
Friend, how many times do you get the failures? I get it hundreds. No, I lie to you; I get it more than hundreds. I always try my best for every single work that I do, but those all are nothing in the end. I always try to dream big in every single start that I do, but those dreams are gone away in the end. I always try to open the closed doors that I meet, but when I open the door, I enter the room with more the closed doors.
What do you feel when you face the failures? It sometimes makes you fall, and then fall sometimes hurts you. Since I never have someone who always supports me when I fall, it is so hard for me to stand up again. Have you ever thought that you fight alone in this cruel world? Yes, I have. I always think about it every time I fall. Yet, every time I see them who have worse life than me, I realize that I am not alone. Therefore, I let my tears fall when the dark clouds cover my heart as the rain does when the sky become gray. The tear is not a sign that you are weak person, but you are healing your heart from the pains. Remember that the rainbow always comes up and the sky becomes blue again after the rain.
Friend, every time I fall, I stand up again, I fall again, then I stand up again. How many of you could have a seat in the school or in the university easily? For me, studying at the university ever was an impossible thing. University fees are so expensive, even the cheapest one I could not reach it. It was hard to bury your dream for continuing study at the university because of one reason, you are person with poor of money. To keep my dream always flamed, I should live in a cardboard hut without any bed and blanket in the capital city.
How often I blamed my condition at that time. I never stop complaining about why God gave me a horrible life. When the rain came in the midnight, why should I who only walked in the deserted night and got the wet. When the others could sleep in their comfort beds and rooms, why should I who only slept in the cold night without anything that made me comfort. When the others could buy everything that they wanted, why should I who were deceived to be a slave in order that I could buy a bowl of rice.
How lucky you are if you have someone who can stay with you and hear all your stories. I lost my mother, my best friend for sharing and leaning on, when I was seventeen, a number in which everyone says that it is a sweet age. Nothing sweet happened on my seventeenth birthday, my life changed entirely since my mother passed away. I had to fight alone and keep my stories inside. Do you know why I never stop reaching my dreams? The reason is only one, to make my mother proud of me. During her life, I had not made her happy yet. Before she passed way, I promised to her one thing, I would go abroad and carry her with me. Yet, it never could happen.
Even though I could not carry her body with me, but I believe that her soul is waiting me in a place that I told her. Therefore, I do not care how hard life will break me and how hard cold will freeze me; I never stop opening every door that I meet in order that I could make my dreams come true. One thing that I could thank from the beautiful midnight, even I who only walked in the cold windy night, I was the only one who saw the beautiful stars in the black sky. Those stars gave me a thought that tomorrow was mine if I could change everything that I had. Therefore, I started rebuilding my life and my future.
I could be a person with poor of money, but not a person with poor of dreams. I should awake and get a golden key to my future. Since that time, I reopened my high school books and registered myself at some universities. Around six universities refused me as their scholar. Yet, I did not care if my sweat changed into blood; at least I got a seat in the university. I always opened the closed doors even after opening it, I should face more the closed doors. Eventually, my long efforts made a result, I got a seat in the university in which I am studying now.
Friend, as I mentioned before, when you start giving up with your life, please keep your head up and open another door. Even the sunlight and the moonbeam do not work as you wish, yet you still can make your dreams come true by using your own ways. You can be a person with poor of money, but do not let your life become poorer because of it. When you think that you fight alone, don’t worry, think about me, I am fighting with you.