Chapter 8 – Turning Point...The spark was small, but it refused to die. Each morning Sanjay woke with a little more energy, a little more clarity. His failure with Karim had scarred him deeply, but it had also taught him something priceless: never trust blindly, never jump without looking.For weeks, he observed the bazaar carefully. He didn’t rush this time. Instead of dreaming blindly of profits, he studied people.He noticed how men gathered at a tiny tea shop in the corner—not because the tea was better, but because the stall owner smiled and remembered their names. He noticed how a