Today i again went to this place where I go for my drinks after work. Its not the same place everytime but i go there for the music. The people working there have started recognising me so its a little easy and comfortable now.



At the same place tonight I saw this girl, probably in college, pissed drunk out of her world and hugging all her friends. After some time I noticed her lying her on the sofa with friends surronded looking at her to figure out if she was ok and would survive to see the next day. I am sure, she wont forget this night for days to come coz she didnt know a jack shit of what was happeing around her.



I found this to be quite nostalgic coz some of the wild nights which I really remember were the worst nights of my life at that time. I remember I had to walk for almost 10 kms with friend coz there was no petrol in my bike and we dint have any money to have the same filled. Not even Rs. 10. All we had was booze, cigarattes and dope. Then, the same night how I banged into my flashy acquaintance coming out of his car with thick tyres and borrowed some money. I offered him some dope which he readily accepted..worst night..



How I got up on January 01 with a black eye sleeping in a car parked in a garage, failing to realise and understand where I was. My friends were too drunk to look after me...It was nice to see them the next day..Bad night..and how and how..



I am sure after some years, when I look back at these days now, I shall again remember them as those days..those golden days which I created, lived, loved, hated, drank but still remember..