“That’s the difference between you and me,” I said.
“I did not have the courage to fund my own college costs,” I continued.
“And then?,” It appeared that she wanted to know my past time.
“My grandmother’s brother and my father managed to pay my college’s charges”
Then I told her the story of my past. Severe and bloody hard college time. My father did not give me enough tuition cost and allowance. I’d been thinking to pay my own college fund. So, I had to work, whatever job. But the lectures became increasingly severe. And my priority was graduation. I had to finish my college, whatever its cost. So I learned hardly to be able to pass the exams which were very difficult for me. I did not dare to take risks not pass the lectures’ examination by studying hard. But it certainly was a wrong decision then I realized. It was not just the brain and subjects mastery to finish college. But luck instead as well.
I told her about my friend. A student who dare to cheat on exams. Even before the lecturer of the course. “She passed quickly”, I tell her. “And having worked in the industry for some time, she applied to become a lecturer on our department and accepted as well”.
She smiled waiting for my next story. “She now resides in the UK took a doctoral program,” I said bitterly. I myself did wanta be a lecturer and indeed not accomplished.
“You’re luckier than me,” the girl said sadly. Inevitably loomed a smile on her beautiful face.
“My father died when I was on my second semester,” she said then.
“Then my friend find me a way out,” she continued.
“I was offered a job at karaoke,” her eyes was so glazed indeed, “I’m not aware that it is a risky work,” she recalled.
Photograph by Ragil Suryo Raharjo at Omah Sedulur