Wordless Wednesday (47) – BANKING in 2014

No wonder the Banking crisis is having an effect on our Economy 🙂 Punjab is surly showing the WAY ahead ..

Ps. They got most of the brands 🙂

July Photo A Day 2014 challenge :- Day 3 -( MATCH)

Right now that the whole day has almost gone by, I have finally found something to post even though it was because of Smita, from whose blog i took the idea .. so todays Topic is MATCH..

The topic says Match (Find a match, be it the fire kind or something that matches).. I first thought burn a matchstick and take a Pic but then I cheated 🙂 he he he so here it is..

What do you think —

Does this

A Small Collection

Glenfidditch (My Favourite)

MATCH

This

Chandigarh club

or

British National Dish Chicken Tikka Masalla – My home

Some thoughts – Stupid post coming up

As promised in the previous post , about me and my Stupid posts , I thought to lighten the mood I’ve been thinking of the conversations we have with other people its funny how people respond. This is a very good example that comes to mind if someone asks you what is the most the biggest important cause, Chief Cause of divorces…

(before continuing think of it yourself and reply to the question ) ..

I am sure many will say that it was the relationship between the couple.. and plenty of more reason. Each reason is a valid one for sure.. but my dear friends here is a point to think about.. To me

Marriage is one of the chief causes of divorce.

Ok tell me if I am wrong 🙂

Moving on, I am sure everyone reading this note would also have heard the famous proverb that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but is it true – Does it hold true to all situations , not always because The light at the end of the Tunnel could be the lights of a TRAIN coming towards you at full speed, that changes the whole meaning of the proverb.

Does it not?

and oh boy you are buggered because you are in the middle of the tunnel as in your eagerness to go towards that Light , which is at the end of the tunnel , you were running .. that surly is a oooops moment

Tell me if I am wrong 🙂

Another thing , of which I am equally guilty is telling people to smile , I say it a lot SMILE .. Smileeeeeeeeee and the world smiles with you.

Now imagine this scenario, There you are Walking up or down the road depending on what you are doing , going out of the house or coming inside the house.. Because depending on that you will either be GOING UP the road or GOING DOWN the road 🙂 (I bet you are ready to kill me here now).. anyway

where were we yeah on the road , all dressed up .. That again can be a UP or DOWN .. you can dress Up or Dress DOWN 🙂

Right… So you see every person who is coming your way smiling .. NOW frankly it would probably be ok for the first couple of times but suddenly it will become a bit of What the hell moment , I am sure you will be thinking .. is that person genuinely smiling .. Should you be smiling back at them .. or is that person Smiling at YOU.

Because if he is genuinely smiling then maybe he believes in the proverb that smile and the world smiles with you .. BUT WHAT IF HE IS NOT and then the OH MY GOD moment when you will try to figure out what is wrong with you, what have you done .. have you got your hair in shambles , is some clothing off (remember the dressing up and down I was talking above),

you know it could be anything .. so here’s a naughty thought .. from now on say

Smile, it makes people wonder what you are thinking. 🙂

Last but not the least, another thought and I am sure everyone reading this would have heard it all before too.. why do people say, and I have seen big slogans too that Alcohol doesn’t solve problems well if you think and give it a GOOD THINK..

neither does Milk

.. so why are there no posters saying Milk doesn’t solve any problems

Right I am off before someone takes offence in this politically correct rich world and takes me on.. moreover don’t want to use up all my thoughts in one post and then wonder what to right next..

Shopping experiences

Disclaimer: This is a repost, as in the previous one this part got lost I think.. So sorry if you are reading it again .. You can see how I am trying my best to write something and not coming up with anything.

Shopping.. I had a funny experience when I was going to buy my shoes , Never go for shopping with your partner-gf-wife-mother or even a female friend, I have my reasons oh BOY what a mistakeeeeeeee… They stand there , looking at you.. and make you wear the Shoe and Ask you “TO WALK UP AND DOWN”..

Now THIS WALK is That walk, that No man will ever walk once he gets out of the shop,  you know the one I mean where we walk bending the toes or the shoe forwards to check if it bends properly, (which man ever walks like that generally, bending their foot).. Then we might be asked to even sit down and Feel the Toe’s inside , Wiggle your Toe.. pinch the top of the shoe to see if there is enough space between the tip and the big toe.. When you do that YOU have this EXCITED look on your face

“Oh yes I can feel the Toe.. ” .. it is right there where it should be , well all normal humans have them

         On your foot  .. Inside your SHOE.

because that’s where THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…

and then you stand in front of the mirror to check how they look, We always look from the SIDE, Now tell me do you ever see other people in their shoes walking towards you and YOU WATCHING THEIR SHOE FROM THE SIDE..

Your friend is approaching you, and as he comes you are stepping sideways to get an angle of the SIDE OF THE SHOE.. have you every done that , how do you do that.. you always see the front .. and the sides that you WILL never ever see for as long as you have those shoes .. I mean why Oh why do we do that ..

The Funniest part is that , the shop people always give you ONE shoe, you have one old shoe (which you obviously now hate as you are getting new ones) and New Shoe, (the beauty and the beast scenario).. and you are walking up down the shop.. This is still OK.. but sometimes you Take both your old shoes off, Have just ONE new shoe walking , that is a funny walk indeed from far it looks as if you have a LIMP. This was my experience But what about the Ladies who have Hundred inches tall Heels, imagine them trying that walk in just one sandal 🙂

The same also happens when we buy new trousers .. you wear them and then you try to squat and what not .. I mean how many times have men bought trousers and squatted while wearing them, In the Shop we do different movements just to make sure the trousers fit us properly, Why can’t we just go and try them on as we would wear them normally, isn’t that more important 🙂

.. FUNNY things we do……..

The Shop people are also Very intelligent, They always design their Shop in a way to attract people to Buy things which they have not come to buy, Like for example have you ever noticed that this is especially for men, that the Beer or Alcohol corner always comes first , right before household stuff or WORSE its right before the Children Nappies etc section .. The mentality being that if a man comes to buy lets say Nappies or Milk then he will also see the ALCOHOL and just might buy some for the lovely weekend that has been predicted 🙂

The good stuff or the Fresh stuff like the Bread or cereals will always be on the last counter.. you have to walk all through the shop to get there .. All the Junk food will be right there in the front , staring at you .

Also as you are checking out they will always have a rack of sweets,chocolates,crisps Everything that is NOT GOOD FOR HEALTH right there , just in case you have forgotten to buy , you can buy more junk on the way out, or if you have kids they can scream their head off to buy those sweets .. Why cant the shop guys put healthy food there , some fruits etc.

and then another thing is Why do supermarkets make the sick, walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front. I mean you enter a super market the Counter for Tobacco or cigarettes are mostly in the front at least much more ahead of the pharmacy.. .. Oh I guess they want people to buy it and then have a nice little stroll to the pharmacy while have that Smoke .. ahh Bliss .

So what have your experiences been..

ps:- Photos courtesy Google.

Pre Holi – The india trip- 14th March

Right by now you all know how that I had gone to India, I needed this trip for my own sanity or insanity, last year had given me a lot of sleepless , restless nights , when everything seems to be going perfect Life makes a U-turn. I know everyone says we have our up’s and downs but I have realised in my case it is more like ABOUT TURN or North – SOUTH , completely opposite. So when I finally finalised the trip got my holidays and tickets sorted, I told my friends, as usual it was the expected reaction I got which made the decision to go home even more sweeter.

My flight was from UK-Dubai-Mumbai as the plan was to stay a couple of days in mumbai and then leave for chandigarh, but due to the wedding arrangements I had to change that at the last moment, There is no domestic flight from Mumbai to Chandigarh late in the evening for some reason, So I had to still stay one night in Mumbai.

R’s mom offered me to come over to her home,which was so lovely of her, so Thank you so much R’s mom, I am sorry I could not make time to come and at least meet the little one and Family, but Next time Promise to meet. I really really appreciate this and believe me I wont forget ..

We had planned to meet up in mumbai, drive to pune , where I was to also get in touch with Rahul, and he was such a gentleman he too offered and invited me to his home, but due to the last-minute changes nothing materialised, Rahul to you also I am very sorry , but next time my friend for sure.

Rajesh whom we call GUPTAAAAAAAA JIIIIIIIIII was so angry at the change of plans , but it could not be helped, So the journey started , the party began from Home as two of my friends offered to drop me at the airport, which was an excuse to start the party, I usually dont carry that much luggage so I got my stuff checked in and straight for the bar. I needed the drinks as had a long journey ahead. Finally the flight took off and I landed at Mumbai.

I will mention here that I did not like the fact that Dubai airport no longer has free Wi-fi. I had some hard time passing the time there is only so much time you can spend in the duty free, Also I was not much impressed with the duty free, Thankfully the call came to board the Mumbai flight, Which turned out to be an experience in its own, As when the call came to board the plane, everyone moved towards the boarding gate , expecting to board the plane but instead there was BUS standing , Usually you would think the plane is probably parked on the tarmac 2-3 minutes ride away.

But hold your breadth we went on that bus for more than 25 minutes , that’s how big the Dubai airport is , God knows where the plane was parked for all we could see was tarmac, or the main road on the side running parallel which had lot of traffic, far in the horizon it was getting darker and darker as if its gonna rain Elephants and camels rather than cats and dogs .. Finally managed to reach the plane, Landed in Mumbai. The first instance was to get the phone on as Mumbai had Free Wi-Fi and thanks to all these Apps that we get on phone it has become so easier to be in touch.

Now in the normal world usually when you talk to someone they ask how are you, how was flight etc etc but here The moment I switched on , got a call From Rajesh saying “PAHUNCH GAYA” (You Reached).. and then the next question was “Kehdi Peeni hai” .. What you going to drink 🙂 , so we decided to buy Two bottles from the duty free.
Duty free is another place where rules are broken I guess depending on the face of the passenger , I had already bought my Quota of Alcohol from Dubai but that was for the wedding, so I just went to Duty free in Mumbai and picked up Two more bottles , I did tell the guy at checkout that I already got my Quota , and he just asked am I paying cash or card.. He even asked Do I need more .. 🙂

For some reason my luggage took ages to come out, it seemed everyone had left I was still standing there, finally the suitcase arrived. Another thing I found different at airport was that they scanned your luggage once again , just before you went out of airport, I never had that before.. so that worried me as I had over the top quota of alcohol , But no one seemed to bother.

I was supposed to be picked up by a hotel person, to take me to a hotel which Rajesh had booked for me for the night, Here let me tell you one thing that I was meeting him after a long long time the last I had met him was in first year of college , as Rajesh went to the engineering college after that, I did meet him once on his wedding day. But after that we had never met Or been in contact with each other .. so its was going to be A MOMENT.. meeting up for sure.

Reached the hotel Orchid checked in , meanwhile continuously in touch with him as he was driving from pune , He finally reached I can’t tell you guys what a feeling it was to meet someone after so many years, to meet someone with whom you have shared life’s best years, those who know all your secrets, those who stood with you right or wrong.. those who helped you every time when they could ..

We had so much to talk about , SO MUCH but before that the Bottle had to be opened, Cheers Time it was, I mean time was Flying just the two of us , When I was on flight I was wondering what are we going to talk about, its been so many years , I am sure both of us would have forgotten things as time gone by, BUT as we started it was like a dam had broken, Time was flying and suddenly it was suddenly 10pm , we had planned to have a few drinks and then go for a drive, have dinner outside somewhere..

Apparently Salman Khan usually came out to a place , we were to go and meet him 🙂 but the clock had its own mind, it was running on its own sweet speed, Time was flying past yet our talks did not finish .. After a couple of drinks we started calling other friends trying to tease them that we are having fun while they were probably in bed trying to go to sleep.. Called up almost everyone in the phone list, They were cursing us for that ..

Our Talks were like those of little kids .. YAAD HAI this.. YAAD HAI that.. DO you remember we went to see that movie , DO you remember the college canteen, DO you remember THIS . do you remember THAT.. it went on and on and Onnnnnnnnnnn , its funny how one thing leads to another, so many little stories that I had forgotten came to mind, as if we had just done them. College time was like NOW, How Mr Gauba the Chemistry teacher was disturbed , How the Samose-Channa-Bhatura in canteen were so OILY, I probably would not eat them now, at that time they were so tasty.

I use to have a Bicycle then, as parents would not buy me a Bike or Scooter.. We had a OLD LUNA (does any one remember those good old days of Luna) and then had a french moped called Sportif.. (Now that is really a BLAST from the PAST).

I would sometimes get that to ride, Gupta use to stay in University as his Dad use to work for the Punjab University, I would pick up the Luna in evening and go to meet him in evenings and we would go around the campus , walking around the Girls hostel, One of our friends Sister use to stay in Girls hostel , We were so concerned about her that WE HAD TO go meet her to see if she was ok 🙂 Via her we met other girls and soon the well being of her had taken a back seat .. we were more concerned about the new friends we had made ..

Both of us had changed so much Gupta paaji had become a bit heavier. 🙂 and had gone fatter than what he use to be a Skinny guy, and I was no more the sardar he had seen , I had -had my hair chopped , shaved , But what I felt was all that was just yesterday, It was just yesterday in first year for the finals Physics exam, we had somehow got the question paper leaked (or so we thought) , who did I take it, to get it solved , it was Gupta –Mr. Studious managed to solve it.

soon it was Selfie times toooooo ..

Early morning I had a flight to take to Chandigarh.. That part next time 🙂 I wanted to re live those 2 weeks hence putting one day at a time , I know all readers will get bored but please do bear 🙂

Holi – The festival of colours

After more than a decade , I finally got to be in a situation where I could be in India , in my home city at precisely the same moment when the festival of holi was to be celebrated, My Mama ji’s (maternal Uncle) daughter was getting married and she had managed to get me to promise her that I will be there in Punjab. The wedding was to be on 19th march in my Nana (maternal Grandfather) house, which is 5-6 hours from Chandigarh and if you go at my speed it could be done in 4 hours 30 minutes.. Since she was also going from Uk along with her Fiancée we all had only a few days to manage everything.

The ladies sangeet was to be on 16th and my flight to reach Chandigarh was on 15th and holi was on 17th , 18th was to be the day when girls side go to the boy’s side for the Shagun ceremony which was again to be in a village nearer to Amritsar, again a 5-6 hours journey, it was going to be a hectic schedule. My friends knew I was going to come and everyone was Like I had to make sure I would be with them on HOLI, so much so that some suggested to miss everything and be there, emails-phone calls , exchanged which involved a lot of swearing , shouting , but then it was fun thinking about it now.

So the journey began I landed at chandigarh airport to find my best matey Babbar at the airport, what I had not realised was he was not alone , a few others too turned up.. Cherry came, Sunjeet turned up from ambala, and my cousin Noni too turned up.

Fun time started from the airport itself, I had planned that I will leave by 3pm but one thing led to the other only to start for my village about 6pm in evening, the moment I left the city disaster struck, typical with me, things never go to plan , the rear tyre burst, “OH NO”, opened the boot to look for the spare to only find that the spare was also punctured, Not a good start at all.Thankfully there was a gentleman coming from the other side on his bike who gave Me and My punctured tyre a Lift, to a nearby village, I knocked on a house of the guy who fixes punctures stayed. He was kind enough to open and do the needful, after getting all that sorted I started off once again towards my village.

Thankfully nothing un-towards happened on the way other than the amount of phonecalls I was getting from my relatives , as according to them I was supposed to have reached home by 7pm NOT Started towards home at 7pm , One good thing happened the traffic seemed to ease out at night, which was good for me to get used to driving in India after so many many years soon I was back into INDIA MODE, zooming in and out, giving two hoots to the traffic coming from the right or the Red light on the way . The main roads were very good but as I went off the main road , it was chaos the BADAL Akali Govt. In all their wisdom suddenly decided to dug up all the village connecting roads , have their contractors put the raw material on the sides.. Election Gimmicks I guess to get votes, I was not happy god know how many times I abused these Govt officials.

Anyway to cut the Story short because this is supposed to be an article on the 17th March , I reached home about 2am, the bed had been laid for me , I met everyone , talked for a bit and off to Zzzzzzzz land. Next day we got busy in doing some work, the ladies sangeet started, and my phone would not stop ringing because everyone at Chandigarh was asking When am I starting, I had with lot of persuasion managed to make all my relatives aunty’s and uncles agree to the fact that I have to return.. The fun carried on till about 11pm where everyone started to pack up, and go to sleep , since the function was in the village it was just a family affair , come 11 pm I sat in my car and Zooomed back to Chandigarh, Reached Babbar’s house at approximately 4-5am in the morning. I was so damn tired I went to sleep ..

Early morning I was woken up to the sound of HORNSSSSSSSsss – LOUD MUSIC – TRUMPETS etc, kids were running around on the road outside, neighbours were putting color on each other It felt so fresh, I walked out of the house to be bombarded with Colour .. Rest of my friends started turning up , I was meeting them after more than a decade, everyone had changed so much, a few had got married , a few had become parents , some had lost their hair , It was fantabulos.

Whoever came to the house was targeted with color – water anything that came to hand

That is me filling the Bucket and making sure I put it all over Babbar .. 🙂

and he in return joined the kids to make sure , he has his revenge on ladies .. boooooooooooooo too him 🙂

We decided to go uphill for a picnic, The ladies did a wonderful job I must say with all the food, we men were responsible for the DRINKS 🙂 , started towards Morni hills on the way saw a lot of people enjoying the festival especially these girls , who were standing from inside the sunroof, singing their head off , drinking too which made them go louder and louder, but I guess the idea was to enjoy, they were surly enjoying, we enjoyed just watching them 🙂

Drove for sometime in the hills singing , dancing , on way found a little stream of water running , so stopped for our picnic, the kids in the group were having fun with me as their english chachu, couple of them were seeing me for the first time , so I guess they were all Ga Ga of a foreign returned Chachu.. they started to play with me

I also joined them in the fun and took them on in the battle of the Water …

When I was unable to control them , I had to do the MAN THING.. I had to take LAW in my hands and MAN-HANDLE the kids into submission and I WON.. yooooooooooooooooo hooooooooooooooo , bring it on… KIDDO’s

yess , I took each one of them and dunked them in that stream MUUUU HA HA HA HA HA HA .. Bad chachu I guess

Food time came, ladies had prepared some delicious food, for the Foreign returned, making sure there was not much spices etc, as it was only my second day in india,I did not want to get sick , But saying that by then so much alcohol had gone inside that it would have been pretty Safe to eat anything .. as I am sure you all know that “Darooo peene se PEt ke saare Kide mar jaate hain”.. 🙂 he he he .. don’t ask me to translate that in English , it wont be funny then 🙂 .. but just for those who don’t understand hindi (Drinking Alcohol, kills all the germs in the stomach), see not funny at all ..

Food time

The Long walk back to the parked cars ..

The Whole gang well almost as a few left to find another place uphill to have coffee ..

Ended up on top of a hill where I in my tipsy mood had fun with the kids ..

HAPPY HOLI Guys, how did you celebrate yourssss…

Drink-Drive – Satyamev Jayate – My thoughts

This sunday the episode on Satyamev Jayate touched on the issue of being an alcoholic and what all happens,  It showed a case of a family which lost its son due to some rash driving by a drunk, I would like to touch on that point , We all love to have a good time and Alcohol seems to be one that generates the FUN, although I personally have had more fun when I am sober then Drunk.

I am not going to lecture on evils of drinking etc because I drink myself and I drink almost daily. I come home from work and have a pint or Two (max) of beer, that’s about it .  I also have to mention here that I love to have scotch too, especially the single malts and preferably 18 or more years old, One of my best friend says if you have to drink poison then might as well drink an expensive one :), I also have a special place for RC the indian brand, don’t ask me why , I just do.

Anyway this post is not on that , I will talk about my drunk incidents some other time .. What I wanted to talk about is the phenomenon of  Drinking and driving..  believe me in my line of work I find them  in huge numbers, Unlike the common belief that its just the youngsters, it is not so.. I have had the privilege of seeing old-young-not so young- men-women  The whole lot..

The best thing is you go to the driver’s side, ask him to switch off the engine. Then ask them have you had a drink, the typical reply is first

“NO”…

me – “I can smell it on your breath”…

him- “Sorry, I have had just half or Just a Pint”…

You stand there and Smile… Off course you have…

Then you ask them to step out of the vehicle, the Door swings open, they are so pissed , instead of putting their leg out first , they have to twist their bottoms then plonk their leg, Hold the DOOR TIGHTLY, get the second leg out, then slowly try to get up.. Ooops they can’t so they try again… When on two feet the Feet are firmly on ground, but the upper body waist upwards is sort of moving on its own…

They have just had ONE pint … Yes sir you have indeed.. and the word MORON is tattooed on my HEAD…

Ask them their name, they give a whole history, name, date of birth, where they live etc etc out it comes like a river flowing…

You ask them again very politely, are you sure you had just a pint,

“Yes, before that I had another one earlier “… the Smile on your face widens… How earlier was that…?

“Afternoon lunch .. ” so basically to tell the truth and from experience they have been drinking since lunch up till now, You got no other choice but to get him off the road, Else he would endanger the rest of the people.

Christmas, new years, Diwali, Holi these festivals are there, I can understand to have fun, enjoy but they don’t give the RIGHT to get drunk and endanger other people who are enjoying the festive season according to their choice. I can understand the need for a Drink during these occasions, I do too, But I Never Drive after having a drink, and if I have to go for a drink I take a Taxi or Bus it.

My friends who are with me Know very well that they dare not do it themselves, Call me Unfriendly or bad person But they know if they drive after having a drink I WILL CALL THE POLICE to rat on them because I don’t want to feel the Guilt if the same person drives his car into someone or something killing/hurting others or themselves, It does NOT make me wrong or less friendly, it makes me human because I have a conscience.

It’s nothing to do with Friendship honor, or to do anything with love for friends, If you think otherwise fair enough don’t read further, BUT don’t let them have that drink before they drive. If you are a good friend , such a caring friend Pay for the Taxi to take them home, Pay for the Bus Fare but DO NOT let them Drive Drunk.

That to me is FRIENDSHIP honour.

That to me shows you care for that person.

It’s easier said Oh one small shot or A pint won’t matter, It does matter. Any amount of alcohol effects your ability to drive. There is no foolproof way of drinking and staying under the limit or of knowing how much an individual person can drink and still drive safely.

I learnt my lesson in a Bad horrible accident years ago, So All who read this Please be careful, Tell the people around you to be careful, Don’t do anything silly, and ALWAYS Always think hundred times driving after a drink, It’s not worth it. Most young people will give two hoots to what I have said, But Guys and Gals Please Think . Everything gets spoilt in an instant, Remember when drunk , THE CAR IS A LOADED GUN, a tool to do serious damage with, it is a serious WEAPON.

So the only safe option is not to drink alcohol if you plan to drive, and never offer an alcoholic drink to someone else who is intending to drive, The law needs to change, it should not only be the drunk driver, But the people who Knew that the person is Drunk and Knew he/she is going to Drive, Knowing this they still allow the person to drive, Then IF something does go wrong, they all need to be held responsible because as I said earlier the car is a loaded gun that we have allowed this person who has had a drink to use, So we should be held responsible. The same way as we would if we actually hand a gun to a person to shoot with.

As the episode says Law needs to change to see this as an accident , but instead look at it as MURDER.

I know a bit farfetched but end of the day, this could be Abetment to the accident, My conscience does not allow this , so hopefully it should not allow to a lot of people too.

Anyway these are my random thoughts good-bad whatever… it’s me and my Silly mind thinks sometimes…… Remember if you stop one drunk driver driving back home or anywhere you may have saved a life, which sure would amount to a GOOD DEED FOR THE DAY... and I know it works with majority of the people on the good deed for the day , to please the GOD.  well here is a way that God will surly be happy with you.

THINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DRUNK…

Have you ever seen what happens when you have your drinks. It always seems you are the one who is not drunk whereas everyone else is drunk. And the question is how much have you drunk.. I always know how much I have drunk cause I can see all that I have thrown out on the floor 🙂 yeah thats how much I have drunk.

When that happens have you ever noticed how No one blames the alcohol for this. Its always

 ‘Oh, I ate something funny.’

 Yeah the packet of crisp you had between the 5th double and the 6th double. Thats what CHURNED the stomach.

And then you have to come back home it seems the whole world has conspired against u. So much noise.

The more discreet you try to be the more noise it generates. You reach home, open the door and it goes

Ccccccccccchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

It never makes the noise, but today it will cause your dad or mom need to wake up to see you in that state. It’s all a SAAZISH.

Everything is planning against you.

The first step you take on the stair feels like you have stepped on one of those bubble things that may pop at any instant. The lighter you put your foot, the heavier it falls… THUD THUD THUD… You will hear your parents murmur something but you are too oblivious to it. You just need to get to your room and slump on the bed.

You climb up the stairs only to find you have just opened the door to your parents door… Oops! Or is it the neighbours house ha hahah that would be nice. I don’t drink. No, really. I know after the above few lines, you may be laughing reading this. But i don’t really… Ok, I don’t drink THAT MUCH he he he he.

I usually drink on occasions now. Earlier I used to drink with friends and all used to get together. I remember one incident I can’t ever forget which made me always think the next time I drank. My parents like most parents did not know I drank. We try so hard to not let them know. But one day it happened. I did not realise I was drunk which is usually what happens when you are. Everyone else is drunk other than you. I reached home, my parents knew i was drunk they did not say a word. NOT A WORD. That was what hit me the most.

I sobered up, I could not see them in the eyes. From then on i promised myself this would not happen again and luckily its been a decade almost 10 years I have not made a fool of myself and drink responsibly.