Wednesday, 7 August 2013

8. More than just a beer

   In Hindi there is a proverb which means, love and lie can't be hidden. One day or another, it has to get revealed. We were in the later category. Though we were doing everything to hide the fact of our fun, except one thing. Yes, we were lacking the study department. And exams were ahead. But the time it came to my head, it was too late. The exams were in one week. The finals. And I was not prepared at all. No matter how much I will try in these five days, still I can't match my 95%, I thought. But I can't let it go without giving a try. I knew the fact that my bad result will end all my happiness. And If my dad somehow comes to know about my drinking and all that, I will be a history. I knew my dad very well. He was too soft at times and at times he was so harsh. According to him drinking and fun for me was a crime. But it was too late to realize it. The crime has been committed.
   We, I mean I and Rajeeve got together again for group studies. This time serious one. We did the hard work. He used to sleep by 12, but I woke up every night till morning. This was the routine till the last exam. The exams went well. I was satisfied. If not in 90s, I was sure of anything between 80- 85%.
   "Let's party tonight." Rajeev said after we got out of the exam hall on the last day. The party for us meant the 3B's. Beer, Blue film and The Boom Boom music around.
   "Not today. Dad is home. And I desperately need a sleep tonight." I was not in any mood of partying tonight. And it was because of the father factor.
   He was a little disappointed after I said a 'no'. He tried to convince me that no one will know it. He asked me to come to his place. But as far as father factor was concerned, I didn't had any excuse to convince him. Exams were over and the best excuse was no more can be considered. Anyway, I promised him that I will come to his home this weekend and I rode my bicycle on my way to home. I will throw myself in the bed as soon as I reach home, I thought.
   How it will be if take a beer or two in my bag, It will help me sleep better and no one will know it. I will keep in my bag and after drinking I will dispose it tomorrow after dad will go to office. Yes, it will be good, I thought. The confidence level suddenly increased and I headed to the wine shop. I chose a shop far from the residence. And I bought a 200 ml whisky today. It was a good time to try something new tonight I thought. And, I came back home.
   As usual, dad was not home. Still there was around three hours. Why not taste it a little before he comes, I thought. It was a dangerous thought. The thought which forced me to sink unknowingly. I regret it even today. Otherwise, I could have been different. And, I could have enjoyed a lot more.
   I got inside my bedroom. And I closed the door. Another mistake I did here, not locking the door. I took it out and had a sip after sitting on bed. It was good. It really was good. I took one more little sip. Amazing. The fun has just started, I thought. There is more than just a beer in the world, I thought again. And in excitement I finished the 200 ml bottle just while tasting it. Nit. Not any drop of water was mixed. And it started showing the magic. I was flying again. I became weightless. I thought to get up and put the bottle in the bag and to put a cloromint in my mouth for safety.
   I did it. I kept everything in it's place and came back and got off to sleep. Later I found that I did the last part only in dream. This was the last mistake for the day. May be for life. It was just the matter of time.
   ( Next part, next day)

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