Overnight my bank balance fell and my only concern was to stop it from hitting the point of no recovery. I knew that I cannot panic now. I told myself. . . stay calm and wait for opportunities to knock in. It was easier thought than done. But when there is no other way, the way is the best way. So then started a journey of a 1000 miles and I hadn't even taken the first step. And I waited. And waited. And waited. I was sure that there was a way out. I promised to God that I will be a good boy from now on. That I will never look at those sleazy photos or take more than what was given at the buffet. It was me speaking and hoping but when I read the news of how my relative on the life-support-system couldn't pay for the operation because the salary didn't arrive in yet, I called off my protests and hoped that I could make peace with him instead.