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My New Venture
Hemangi and I stopped going for tuitions because it was in vain. We didn’t get to learn anything new and it was a complete waste of money and time. It was then I got a chance to earn money of my own. My dad’s friend had two young kids who were a very difficult task at studies. Uncle had entrusted me with the task of making them pass in the upcoming examinations. I was very thrilled initially. It was a dream to earn of my own. I was all up for it. I was very delighted at the given task and was dreaming about how I will spend the money. We were not having a major responsibilities or assignments at the college. It was more of a gala time for me. The rest (girls of my gang) used to spend their lavish time sleeping, eating and enjoying each bit of life but I wanted to utilize my time in doing some constructive work. So I decided to make the most of this free time and taking tuitions was a great idea. I didn’t need to go out to some other place and so the time for commutation could also be saved. Mom and Dad willingly agreed to this idea. The kids were dumb, I must say. The elder one was a boy named Karan and his younger sister was Kritika. Karan studied in 7th grade and Kritika in 4th grade. Karan was a complete dumb ass kind of guy. Nothing went into his garbage brains. Even if I made him write the same word 40 times he would still spell out it incorrectly. On the other hand his sister blister Kritika was a fashionista. She was just 9 but she knew everything about the style world. She dressed up as if she was attending a fashion parade. It was annoying initially. She always came late and made all the silly stupid reasons to leave first. She was mediocre in studies. She studied according to her convenience and mood. It stirred out my brains. My main concern was earning money, so I ignored their ignorance and did my best in whatever way I can. They used to come at 4:30 seldom or at 5:00 or 5:30, at their convenience. The timings irked me because it spoiled my sweet and peaceful dreamy afternoon nap. But I wanted to do something in my free time so taking tuitions was the best idea. I earned Rs. 1500/month, which was pretty good for me. I literally thought of saving that money and buying something worth from it. I wanted a digital camera and was demanding from my dad from a very long time so he said it was my best chance to make it of my own. In the meanwhile whenever I got bored I used to give them writing work and ask them to write down things 20 times (even when it was not required). When they were busy I used to message Raj and woke him up from his sleeps. I used to say how irritating it was to deal with these intractable kids and he used to tell me that I was the best person to do it and this was a great sense of assurance from him, which made me believe that I can work out things. In a mean while when I was getting insane handling those idiotic kids I got another offer. A girl of 15, extremely over confident and over smart came up for the Mathematics and Science classes. I took up the challenge because taking Maths and Science of the higher grade was a tedious task but I thought being a science student I may manage it. Karan and Kritika used to leave at 6:00pm and Kamya used to get to come at 8:00pm so my life was becoming hectic. I could no more enjoy the long drives with Dia and my long sleeps were also stopped. Back in college, I started snoozing during the lectures and the girls used to tease me that Aisha Madam is becoming restless let her relax in the class. They were happy that finally I was doing something that was of my interest and thy all supported me. They believed I was a good teacher. So by hook or crook I was enjoying this new venture (even though if it gave me sleepless afternoons). I used to pray to god to give enough strength to carry on the work with sincerity and full dedication.
To Be Continued..
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