Whole world is revolving around only mission, to earn money, to create wealth, and to acquire affluence. Daydreaming, limping efforts, sundry attempts, and piecemeal follow-ups in any endeavor are the reasons that, our young generation across the world, lag behind and lead a mediocre life. One hundred excuses are at the disposal of idle and lazy. Lacking education, poor health, grown age, unattractive personality, lack of capital, caste and creed… ‘n’ number of reasons. Due to this cowardly escaping attitude, our youth is lagging behind. He is settling at contemptibly pathetic livelihood. No. It’s not correct. The tried and tested formulae for creating profuse wealth have been proclaimed by the writers, from primitive to modern era. I also want to sit in their line, but with a slight different manner. The new contrivance is easy to digest, as it has been served in a dish as a spicy story of our duo, Michael and Bobbi. I have incorporated one booklet, which in itself contains sufficient stuff in guiding our youth about ‘Wealth Creation’. But for reaching up to the formula of ‘Wealth Creation’, the duo has to revolve around many interesting episodes. Actually each and every topic of the booklet needs a space of a whole book. And to make concise and minuscule, without losing the gist, on ‘minting money’ was really a difficult job. Booklet titled TIME TESTED TECHNIQUES OF WEALTH CREATION, imbibed in the love story is like a baby carrying kangaroo, holding the baby at its’ bosom. Youngsters are ambitious. They have high aspirations. However, there’s some flaw in their digestive system. They do not digest advice, preaching or ‘do this, do that’ approach. Hence I have tried to direct them to the avenues of creating wealth, gently through the love story. The ingredients of the recipe are comedy, tragedy, lyrics, sex, fun, buffoonery and humor. I have presented the dish before my readers. It is the story of our hero Michael, a most lazy, vagabond and irresponsible youth, who religiously pursues his hobby of peeping into the games of male and female or to peep at the beautiful girls. Accidentally, an ultimate beauty, a sex bomb, Bobbi falls in his cupped hands as a special reward from The Great Almighty. She fills his mind and thrills his body with incomprehensible challenge. And alas! Our poor fellow gets caught in the emotional trap. What to do? Whether to drive in or to drive out? He tumbles in the topsy-turvy track. It is a saccharine coated bitter story, prima facie looking humorous, but a serious tale. Though the attempt is tiny and small, I expect, it shall prove effective, in providing substantial impetus to our youth, who is yearning to accumulate wealth, but wandering rudderless.