Once upon a time, there were a couple of father and his beloved son.Walking through the hardest route in the world.Seeking for a conservative life.Looking for a plate of meal to keep survive.

After a long journey, the father got some money to be spent.They found a small shop.While his father was sitting on banch, the son got himself to the shop nearby.He bought a bottle of orange juice.Yummy..he drink it by himself..not even a drop of drink he left for his father...

Now..can u imagine..sometimes we acted like what the son in the story above.Seemed very simple issue here.Regardless it contained a vessel of wisdom and hope.