When I was younger, I had no money to spend. I thought it was only an abstract concept. But as I grew up, money became real to me. It became more real than my friends, my colleagues, and my loved ones. I was born without it but I am shaped by it. If money runs the world, then my life operates round it. I work for it, is judged by how much I have of it and finally I am defined by it. The interrelationships that binds me with others is dictated by the amount of money I have and the amount of money they have; and as I became the moneyless; I become a nothing.