There are two ways of doing a thing. There can be more than two ways too, but we will stick to two to avoid any confusion – good way and bad way, right way and wrong way, ethical way and unethical way, routine way and insane way, safe way and dangerous way, boring way and creative way, and so on… I have lived a life of inconsistency, so I have had my share in both proper and not so proper way of living. This is true for earning my living too. I would like to share the same with u ppl…
First the proper way : You are student. You want to make money and want a par time job. You should look for :
Data Entry Job: This requires no real education. Just basic computer operation should be known to the person. Time Limit 3-6 Hrs. You can get paid anywhere from 1000 bucks (junior/starting point) to 3000 bucks. Enough pocket money for a student.
Marketing Job: This may be part time or full time job. Again for students, they are supposed to attend clients either personally or in office and sell the product. Some private companies provides commission on sales apart from salary, which varies from 2000-5000, not bad for a par time job, working hours , however are not properly defined.
On Line Job: This is quite easy and efficient way of making money. All you have to do is to sit in front of computer and follow the instructions given by your senior office. You get work on daily basis, which varies from sending, receiving and forwarding emails to checking the current market trends online, to acting as an online helper for online business. More of a Call Center kind of job. This can fetch you in 5 figures, and is the best way to earn @ part time job.
*Now the other side of story – The improper way. So , I will tell you some school days stories of how we earned those green bucks. They are personal experience and hence, might sound unfamiliar, unethical, insane, and even stupid to many of you. So don take it seriously, they are not e’ones cup of tea either. Just read, enjoy and forget …:
*In school days we were always looking for some extra pocket money. We were Eveready to do something n nething to have those extra bucks. There were a lot of ways for that, but wat if m gona tell u r the lesser known n more interesting stuff. This as all masterminded by Fundo. The plan went that we were supposed to give address n phone numbers of gals to the ‘party’ in return, they gave us money. Sometimes we provided them with photos too, extra charges for that obviously. So hard working were we , that we use to secretly chase gals, fin out here whereabouts – address, phone no , n other details. And all that we had, was a piece of junk bike ‘Yezdi’, purchased for 2500 bucks ; 1000 f which was stolen by Fundo from his house and for rest, he asked me to steal from mine ! Luckily I already have them , so I have not to indulge myself in the ‘ku-kratya’ (Guilty act ).But soon we found out that this is a very risky business (courtesy some unmentionable incidents that followed ) and soon, we were looking for a safer ways….
This time its was Fundo again. The Concept went that one chap use to sit in other café, with a fake gal name, n his job was to convince that the fello is the most handsome person in the world n that he has stolen his(/her/watever) heart… Internet was a new concept then, n not many knew how innovative one can get on that , except for a few creative brains like truly urs ! It often surprises me how foolish can one behave! There were a time, Khookhar was in the next cabin to the ‘shikaar’ n was flirting with a gals name. U can easily imagine how funny the scene would have been.. Once he even managed to get a Money order from a guy who fell in love with him (/her/watever) in his Post Office Account !!
- ‘ Sashart’, The Bet– This was one of the many ways of earning pocket money. Ordinarily , one can have a bet on nething - like a u play a match against a team n the winner earns a couple of hundred bucks, that’s enough 4 a choti – moti party. But once , something interesting happened. …
Cheeta was challenged by Fundo that he cant go hard over gal. Fundo was very well versed man, he enjoyed annoying ppl, n was master of provoking them to perform some of the most extreme act(s). There was this girl, we called her RDX, apart from Lesbo Baba (Refer my earlier Revu ‘ How Gay met Lesbo’ ), she was another lady Hilter of the class. She especially liked fighting with Cheeta and whenever the two get verbal, we had entertainment free of cost , a fully ‘paisa vasool’ show. Our vocab used to be enriched by new metaphors, most of them were created at that very spot impromptu, they two have an absolute fabulous tuning when it came to verbal abuse.
So this fello Fundo, provoked Cheeta , ‘kya bhai, larkee se maat kha jate ho, main hota to ek ‘laaparh’ mar deta kheech ke’ – U should slap her next time she start a verbal fight. Cheeta , was to annoyed on that ‘maat’ thing that, he ended up with a 500 Rs. Bet – ‘Ok, next time if she goes verbal, I m gona slap her….’
We didn’t have to wait for long, as soon as Bai rang the bell , declaring school hours r over, we could hear those familiar abusive voice. I, with Fundo, Masto, and Gazab ran to the cycle stand n there they were – North n South Pole ; try to meet unsuccessfully, n the repel was creating the most lightning stir. They were so much into the fight that they dint even noticed us. This was looking deadly, we can smell the intensity of metaphor were much more than usual. None was looking eager to surrender, n the situation was going beyond ‘had se’. Fundo, thought he lost 500 bucks, n then…there went the slap – ‘ Chataak’ . To our shock, it was RDX who exploded ! She slapped Cheeta so hard, that we all were stunned …. And what happened after that was even more filmy ; Cheeta bhaisahab, instead of returning with ‘Taraak’ , holded her tightly ( it looked tight from that distance) n kissed her on neck (I m still not able to get how the hell can someone kiss on neck, it should have been at least cheeks if not lips – but then that was it..). She Looked angrily on him, n ‘Pataak’ one more, n she ran away… n we were all standing there, staring each other, with no idea wat to do….
Next day, the committee decided that Fundo should give the bet money to Cheeta, for even if he had not slapped, but then what he has done was , well…. much more daring act comparatively . The Committee noticed that its more relevant to kiss a gal than to slap her, and hence ruled the judgment in favor of Cheeta.
‘Galat hai, Galat hai yeh, he didn’t, even kissed her on lips…..’ Fundo revolted to which Cheeta replied clamly, ‘ Bhiyyao , apan to aise hee…….( Dude, that’s the way I am …)
Jus came to know that the two poles have finally conciled via engagement ring last year…
CHEERS !!!! ve a fab weekend ppl....
