3 Pegs Whiskey
Today reading the mails, one of them reminded me of DC first shot at drinks. Well that was DC’s first and last time DC had rendezvous with the gold beauty..
To celebrate New Year with DC one of his close friends came from Bangalore to give him a visit. Also that was one of the most excruciating times he was going through. That was a perfect eve to execute the perfect deed.
Juggler: Anks~the ‘wicked’ ‘innocent’ ‘insane’
And the ball: Dreamcatcher
And the ramblings begin……
Anks: why the hell you are like this..let go ..n let yourself live
DC: I try…I am trying
Anks: Lets call shots and get over with it..This might help.
And emerged playing hide and seek with its seal.. “the bottle”.. calling defiance. Its always a big step for first timer..to drink or not to is the question..but who cares..already broken himself..he grabs it ..Gulp gulp…1st sip.WTF what is this shit…and people dances on the music of this!! aarggghh can’t take it can’t have it..
Anks:What is this are you drinking or pissing..You wont change..take it neat then you will know what it is..
GULP! GULP! And hmmm…I can hear something…and the great dance show begins..Its really fascinating if one can take account of how the alcohol take you through..starts with yuck and ends with woooshh!! like you become so lighter than air…each sip crusading through the veins..opening all the bottle necks..The mind swaying across valleys and bumps..and a ride to void..the pleasure of zeroth point..
Anks: Now you are getting better…So tell forgotten or not!
DC: Damn! Where m I ..hicchoook!! twing twang! ting! …I am chandler bing! Gosh! what I am saying doesn’t make sense…Bro I know what I am saying is stupid..crap But seriously I am not drunk…he he…Hichoook!!
One serious statutory warning..never keep your mobile near when you are drunk and all senti..this magnanimous tool is most treachorous of all..Highly dangerous when you have got it just now recharged..!
DC: awwww! So lonely so alone…feel like giving some one a call…Anks whaddya say
Here is the treason..the treason master sleeping..now who will hold the ball already bumping by..Here he tooks the weapon in his arms..and start dialing the number..
DC: Whom to call?? ahh Priya(name changed)..my childhood friend
First try…tring…tring..no pick..second try ..tring tring…cut! ..third…”the number you are trying to reach is currently unreachable” (mind it its 2:00 in the night)
I hate this mind..more than heart..specially at the times when you are not yourself… it speaks..It speaks with such loud intesity when you are drunk that all sensibilities defies you
DC: Can’t call what to do..SMS
Priya …I am trying to tring tring you..but you are so far(Actually meant to say I am trying to call you but your cell is unreachable)
Alcohol..life of more than half of people around the globe..broken homes.broken hearts savior.hate it loath it…but it does something to you..and If you know how to rhyme..at times it brings out best of poetry inside you and the worst..
DC:I wanna talk I wanna talk..let me call randomly..beep beep bop bop…and again tring tring…
A person half in sleep: Who is this
DC: Tell me one thing missshhter
DC: Aasman se zameen tak ..Aasman se zameen tak..Kya hai( From sky to earth …from sky to earth..what is there!!)
Person: Who is this a******
DC: Hawa hai hai hai!!! ….(There is air..there is air !! 😉
DC: I wanna talk I wanna talk…beep beep bop bop..! tring tring!
Gal with real sexy voice: hiiii!! X-(
DC: Dil mein chubhi sui..Dil mein chubhi sui( Heart is pricked by needle )
Gal: what happened ..
DC: Awaaz aayi ui uiiii ( And the sound came uiiiiii!)
Hmm Nobody to listen and nowhere to go!! I can be with my best friend ..a pen and paper..
Say something to me
The silence will melt with voice
The stillness is too prolonged
And noises waiting for rejoice
Wet earth, wet wood and the quag I step in
Behind the soul a rusty window
The conspiracy bequeath in..
Don’t say anything to me
The flicker of candle
‘neath my heart sways
The drips of mantle
Giving it complicated ways
Walk on circular contour
Is it start or end?
Often on mirage of oceans
The shore pretends..
Do Say to me
‘Coz on this boulevard
the veracity of flights
Gazes on the variegated twilight..
With a smile
Beaming brighter….brighter than Sunlight…
The pic above is courtesy: Hidyn Gems