There are several ways to earn

Well, people like me, who are naive and mostly disinterested most of the times just have one way to earn -  from their full time jobs. But if you look around properly, there is not one, two but plenty. One very easy way is to make chu**ya of everyone around you. Ask Roch how to do it. Even I am up for tutorials from him. Another very god way is the internet. Referal schemes, blog posts, ad spaces, content writing etc are hot businesses that fetch loads of money. Google adsense has taken up the center stage here. But whatever you look at, unless you have the flair to do it, you beat around the bush and return to square one - which was the attempt to earn some extra cash. I have absolutely no idea what crap I am writing here. So got to stop now.

My Blog is improving

Dear All,

I am in the process of improving my blog. I am adding a few new widgets that I think looks good. Please comment liberally and also use the shout box to let me know what you think of it. Theres also an aquarium way down at the bottom. You can feed my fishes by clicking on the white part. So just browse around and keep rocking...

Good Life :)

And then I realized

Finally I have arrived at the conclusion that all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. How you ask? Read on…

I thought work is important. You need to DO THE JOB assigned to you first. Then think of play. Then I found out that no matter how hard you work, unless you work smart, your flight isn’t taking off. That made me kind of dull. Hence after long self realization sessions, I thought I won’t work - come what may. Even that backfired as I had put my own reputation of hard work at stake. Suddenly I had a dawn of enlightenment (yet again). Remember the second line of this paragraph? Yes. Exactly that. I just tweaked it a bit. It now reads – “You need to GET THE JOB DONE assigned to you”. Forget “first”. No matter who does it. And now little jack has all the time in the world to play. I can even do things like wasting your time by making you read this absolutely senseless phase of my life.

Now the first few lines of the last para reads something like this – I think work is important. Think of play. That will give you ideas to GET THE JOB DONE. So you keep on playing while the job is getting done. So far it has been good. It’s just a matter of time till you will find yourself reading another such post from me on self realization and dawn of enlightenment kind of crap.

What we believe is true

"No matter what they tell us,
 No matter what they do,
 No matter what they teach us,
 What we believe is true."

There are times when things don't go the way you want it. They often go exactly the way you don't want it. Feels like the principles, belief, faith, everything is a shit. But if what they say is true, then whatever we have believed so far, thought so far, lived by so far, don't hold any value. That would mean we have been a living lie all this while.

Keep the flame of faith burning. Let your belief be stronger than the strongest thing in the world. Shit happens. Shit happens all the time. But it is because of this shit happening that our faith is strengthened. So be thankful to it and walk the path called the journey of life, undeterred. 

I Inspired

It gives a real good feeling to see that what you do is at times liked and adored by people around you. It is liked by them so much that they go to the extent of saying - 'you inspire me'. And such is a story about a friend of mine who had 6 first loves and 2 true loves(thats what he Claims - at which i exClaim). He doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he has no such "bad habits", and girls dig him. I wonder how. But thats not what I am writing about. I a writing about how what inspired him and how.

He went through mine and Sid's blogs when we both were wasted and lying half dead on my bed. He followed a few more links to check out more blogs, and found that we actually write good stuff without ever intending to do so. We just write what comes to our head right... and not a literary masterpiece - well not always at least. And this is what he liked. The thought of being able to document what's on top of your mind so that later on when you are in all your senses, you can retrace and enjoy all those moments once again. Over and over again. As many times as you want. Like I still enjoy reading my post about earning money and the one with ghosts in it. I cherish those moments. They are an intricate part of my elaborately ugly past, which is as of now lost somewhere, at times intentionally oblivious to me. But I still cherish them.

And Sattu was sold on this idea. He started his own blog which you can find here. Hope this turns out to be a good experience for him. I am sure it will be. After all, he was inspired by me(too :P).