We were wondering at this old man, cause when everyone are busy waiting for the sunrise, he just sit around the corner and watching all of the photographer instead.
He always keep smiling when someone passing a glimpse to see him smoking his traditional cigarette.
Some of the photographer felt disappointed with the weather, causing so much cloud and fog covering the Borobudur. And suddenly they start having a conversation with this old man. With his big smile, wrinkle face and tiny body, he offered himself to become our model for that morning.
Within second, all the photographer turning 180 degree of their attention from the sunrise to this old man. So much of them start focusing their camera at him. Some even acting as his style designer, telling him how to act and pose for us.
At some point of the time, i felt a little bit uncomfortable seeing how the photographer including myself start exploiting this old man. I ask my fellow photographer to know how much we have to pay this old man as our model. And before we ask him, this old man start saying in his Javanese Language that he never set the price, instead he will get whatever we give him.
"Sometime good, sometime bad.
Farmer during the day and modelling in the morning. "
That simple statement made me think.
Do we know the value of our self ?
Who set the value of our self ?
How much is the value of one self ?
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