(This article is dedicated to my HK Brother Subro, who suggested me to write about this and my HK friends who became my inspiration- in- ignorance :P )
“What soberness conceals, drunkenness reveals.”
Don't know how far it is true, but they say a man generally
won't lie after he is drunk (noteworthy, am being diplomatic when I say, they
speak truth). “A man's true character
comes out when he's drunk”, experienced Charlie Chaplin.
Don't know the science behind or if at all there is any. But
the probable logic behind is your mind loses its control and your tongue gets
directly connected to your heart.
Probably, that’s the time when you don't have to bother with
the question running at the background of your mind-why this man is speaking
this. All you have to do is to lend your ear to him and just copy all the data
without doubting for any virus in it. Just like you have got the access to the
shared folder kept at the back of the mind of the person’s subconscious.
Probably alcohol helps us get rid of our apprehensions by
making us forget them! Psychologically speaking, men drink to experience the
unknown state of their mind. I remember, in my CBSE syllabus, we had a chapter
on Dr. Simpson who explained how, in the absence of anaesthesia, the wounded
patients were given alcohol before they were operated. Is that why we say we
drink during pain or when hurt.
I too have got drunk heavily, but my mind was almost in my
control. I never pulled that feeling over my mind- thanks to my inhibitions or
the Indian woman mentality.
My earlier memories of ‘too much drinking’ pertain to the
time when I was a kid. There was a group of drunkards. A group of men belonging
to Himachal Pradesh, Haryana and interior Punjab. They were in the foremen
category. They were given khaki uniforms from dad’s office, and used to work in
night shifts. Every morning, I used to hear watchman hitting the ground with
his lathi, and abusing in the patented Punjabi mother-sister screwing gaalis
(the meaning of which I didn’t know then) and then the communication leading to
an affray. Those khaki jump suits clad men will be swaying, their eyes closed,
talking to themselves and complaining about everyone while trying to fathom
which way to go. This is how I used to think all foremen were, until I got to
know that it was alcohol speaking out of them.
I narrated this story to emphasise that men behave
differently when they are drunk.
At Holi, my favourite Indian festival, it used to be a big
fun. But when I was a teenager, we were instructed not to play Holi outside the
colony as there will be all drunken men. So, my question is, if a man is a ‘true
he’ when drunk, so why will he bother other women/ girls at that time.
I must also mention about our Indian weddings, where
(especially in Punjab) offering booze is a status symbol. There, a line could
not be drawn between not-so-sober and sober ones. You could see men sitting
next to you and talking. A man known for his dumb personality becomes a babble
mouthed creature and the other one lends his ear to him. Such agony aunts (I
mean uncles) will be sitting on every corner and sharing how agonised they are.
The stories of sacrifices, lost love, guilt crippling one’s heart and yes,
cheating- aah!!
“An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend
time with his fools”, says Ernest Hemingway.
Men sharing greatness of their mothers, men complaining
about their fathers, to parentless men, all kind of unite in the ‘I want to
express my heart out’ exercise.
The quantity of alcohol getting mixed with the blood is
directly proportional to the beauty of the girl sitting opposite to the man J.
As in the words of Winston Churchill, “I may be drunk, Miss, but in the morning
I will be sober and you will still be ugly.”
So, does alcohol uncover the true man inside us or does it
make us a different person altogether.
Also, more importantly, men forgetting what they said,
shared, unveiled what secrets to whom- in their memory database, no such files
exist. It somehow goes for an auto delete.
And, before I end this articles, I must remind- a drunken
man will never confess that he is drunk (probably to stress that his words
should be trusted).
In any way, let us say- Cheers!!
P.S. The words described as men are not gender specific.
They include women too.
Someone had said, Whiskey is a brilliant invention. One double and you start feeling single again :-)
ReplyDeletewell, I drink, may be sometime for fun, sometimes to deludes my minds, sometime to get energies for dance and sometime to mediate and most of the time widout any reason :-)
btw, Nice draft and I'm going to buy a drink for you this Friday :P