First and foremost, I am having a blast in Malawi. The people, even though poor are very kind and genuine. Don't even know where their next meal is coming from yet are happy as ever and willing to share with you the little meal they have. I rarely show my emotions but I shed a tear when I stopped at some village and a little malnourished orphan living with her poor aunt extended her hand and offered to share a piece of Sweet potato which apparently was supposed to be her dinner. The aunt told me that the girl had only had a few Mangoes for break fast and a glass of water for lunch. This is deep and it made me look deep within me and realize that with all the fortunes God has bestowed upon us, most of us trully haven't done much to share with those who are deep in need. Even though I gave out something to this family, I still feel empty and I wish there is more I could have done for them. There are a lot of stories like this and sometimes you wonder and cry to God. What did we do wrong? How can you have a people that are so poor and have no hope and nothing to look forward to. Life filled with untold misery that people are just so happy to die hoping that the other side could not be worse than the experiences they have faced in this world. 

Malawi has a culture that is so deep rooted and it's unfortunate that most of us who live in the west are trying to do away with or simply forget. Yes, you can burn all your dollars or pounds, kwachas by throwing so many rounds of beer at some fancy joint while appreciating some beautiful women wiggling their asses like "ntchentche" who are also after your wallet. The bottom line is sometimes we should ask ourselves, can I afford to spare a little for man kind. I am looking right in your eyes and I know deep down your heart you want to help and you understand it always feels good to give than to receive. Yes you have the right to give and you should. It should start with us and what comes from foreigners is just extra.