3 days in kL had given me a chance seeing people looking for money in many ways. I cant stand staring into their eyes for a long time. Most of them dragged me in tears. But their spirits and struggles of gaining halal money really sparked something into my heart and knocked my head down to the earth. How lucky i am? Why the paths presented in front of me all these while were not as hard as those who are not lucky as i am? what a great responsibility am i holding on from the successes and positions i had achieved in the past years? It is really something that i need to ponder upon.