What if…
Thursday, September 23rd, 2010It’s been nearly 4 years since I left the country of my birth. Sometimes I do think about my future here. Back home I could work, I could have my own career. Back home my Law Degree means something. Here, it’s just a piece of paper with little value. Sad, isn’t it? When I see some of my friends being banking lawyers, syariah lawyers, public prosecutors (we don’t have Mesothelioma lawyer though) , and some law assistants, I can’t help but feel a little envious. But funny that once one of them voiced out her envy of my being a housewife and living in a foreign land. So I know I’m not so bad off.
What if I didn’t come here? Would I be a lawyer? Perhaps.








