Wednesday, 18 June 2014

After a few drinks...

After a few drinks, the mind works in its most unusual ways. It is free and carefree. We allow ourselves to react in a way that our sane minds would never approve. It is possible that we might regret what we did the next day or curse the hangover to an extent that we make a fake promise to ourselves, not to touch another glass ever. But of course that doesn't work. And the chain of thoughts, the desire to do the craziest things and the wish to sing are the additional features that comes along.
Everything and everybody looks beautiful and nothing is wrong with the world. The continuous appeal to our friends ‘I aint drunk, dude!’ comes later. I enjoy my drinks, but I am not an alcoholic. My glass of wine doesn't say ‘I am heartbroken’, my drink says ‘waiter! Repeat!’ because I am happy.
The staircase becomes a challenge though, in the middle of merry making, very tricky business! I don’t know about others, but I put all my strength in making myself walk straight. Each step cautiously taken, because you don’t want to fall down. And if u do by any chance, should try to get up on your own as your drunk friends are the least helpful people at that time. The joy of making it on your own to the car is what I call true success. I got a driver, so in no circumstances I am promoting drinking and driving.
The lemon theory! It doesn't work. You cannot immediately make your friend suck a lemon and expect the alcohol to just evaporate from the body. But if you desperately want your buddy to puke on your new shoes, then go ahead.
The upside down ride! Ever tried holding your head to the back of a chair looking up? Alcohol works at its best for me. Silly things like looking up the ceiling and trying to notice every blade of the fan is fun.
The head banging to the music you would hate if not drunk. The unnatural moves and slides to the Bollywood songs. And most importantly, having friends to cheer you throughout the way, the three most important ‘mantras’ to enjoy every sip after a hard and long week you just had. There would be some ‘how I met your mother moments’ and some ‘f.r.i.e.n.d.s’ moments. Sharing your favorite episodes is the right thing to do and the best time to do it too. A Saturday evening with friends at a bar charges me up for the next week.
So, in my humble opinion, let the older people judge you for being a beer enthusiast, and let them comment things like ‘ye aajkal ke bacche!’  because they were once us, and even they didn't care then.


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