I looked at her doing her daily routine, she sang, in a jolly tune, there was no sadness in her little self. I wondered, with all these, the hurdles in her life, yet she stands strong. She sings with no worry of the future. A future that would look hard in any mortal's eyes. Yet she laughs, she has funny stories, she lives. Reminded me of something I had wanted to do from the very beginning after my campus studies, I just wanted to do something as far as making my own money was concerned. What I mean is, doing my own business. I remember my first interview. I had still two exams remaining in my final college year. I was excited. I prepared my cvs and all my certificates. I sat in the waiting room for two hours, to which the boss(whom I never saw), said I should go home he would call me for the interview another time. I insisted and told the secretary I would still wait. Nadaaa....for the next one hour I kept roaming the car park in hope that he would change his mind. He didnt.