realization

Nice topic... heavily loaded word and has a lot of meaning attached to it which will make you expect something really mind boggling. Fucks to you... a revalation can be that the guy picking his nose in the train has to indulge in it - it relaxes him and more importantly, his nose is full of shit which is better out than in, lest flecks of it fly out and meet your tongue in the middle of the conversation. Ofcourse, a truer realization would be never to talk to people digging their noses because they will rpobably have loosened all the shit in their noses and it is likely to fly out...


The realization here, is however that drinking is commonly percieved as a nusience, if that is how the fucking word is spelt. Just came back from a small adventure with a long story behind it. No doubt the people actually involved can relate it better, but they are in no condition to blog, and are all hopefully safely home, which, I doubt. What happened was that a bunch of guys got shit drunk (long history involving various extravagant and probably made up love lives, all stemming from a general frustration), realized that one of their homes they were gonna crash in was not free after all (long history involving obscure plans about Pune made by the parent of one of the boys, which got cancelled, because of another long history behing it)... and all of them were stuck at checknaka with nowhere to go...


I got a call and this is where I fit into the drama. I did nothing but send them all home in various states of drunkenness, but it was funny/sad/ and more importantly, here the title fits in, and damn realisational (if that is a word) that drunk people make utter fools of themselves. The rickshaw driver was laughing, so were all those chindi people who man those chinese food corners, and frankly, so was I. Sorry to say, but it was funny.


This brings into perspective all the times I have been drunk. Fortunately, most of my friends were not too cruel to me and were pretty nice to me, but everyone thinks drunkards are gonners, and it is pretty much true... cannot blame them. All I have to say is this... whatever pleasure you can get while laughing at a drunk is not in the least bit comparable to the pleasure the drunk gets laughing at you. Cheers.


Pune. Visarjan. Booze. Tomorrow. Cheers.