Fruit picking wasn't something Mehtab had ever done outside of the context of 'for food' or 'for selling and trading'. The physical act of picking fruit was and had been to him a job he'd never be required to do.
That was before he's been enlisted and told that it was one of the few ways to earn money as a trainee. And money talked and unless he had any, he might as well have been mute.
Basket in hand the first order of business was picking a tree. Mehtab had no idea which trees were better or worse so he just went with one that looked to have someone equally as inexperienced as him under it. "Hey." He motioned to the tree. "You ever done this before or just here for the extra cash?"