A way of life
was speaking to friend of mine and realised this during the course of the conversation...
we are a generation that has learnt to drink to anything.... it starts with casual drinking hidden from family... goes on into the usual social drinking at parties... then hostel happens in between and drinks become a way of life, some graduate to a higher form ...some just drink their hearts out....
life goes on... we all move to different cities / parts of the world...Some continue studying...Some earning their daily bread or more than it... loneliness and drinks are a way of life...
monday to friday are job days ofcourse interspersed with the usual casual drink or two.... but friday and saturday nights we let ourselves loose... the parties ... the getting drunk ... some getting lucky... others getting into philosophical discussions... someone passes out... the lucky ones get carried back home... the normal calls to old friends... old sweet hearts... talking freely ...maybe without pretence... the pain of old relationships...( which i have now come to conclude; that people never get over them ... ever...)... complicating things and life just a wee bit more...
next morning not remembering what happened...the frantic phonecalls of the " what did i do last night" variety... looking at your phone call register... looking at the last 5 nos dialed... old / present crushes..friends...sweethearts...no recollection of the conversation...
thanking and appologising to people the next day...curing the hangover... back to the cocoon... the monday to friday...
this more or less sums up the way most of us live...
last time I was sober, man I felt bad
worst hangover that I ever had
Heavy Fuel: Dire Straits
we are a generation that has learnt to drink to anything.... it starts with casual drinking hidden from family... goes on into the usual social drinking at parties... then hostel happens in between and drinks become a way of life, some graduate to a higher form ...some just drink their hearts out....
life goes on... we all move to different cities / parts of the world...Some continue studying...Some earning their daily bread or more than it... loneliness and drinks are a way of life...
monday to friday are job days ofcourse interspersed with the usual casual drink or two.... but friday and saturday nights we let ourselves loose... the parties ... the getting drunk ... some getting lucky... others getting into philosophical discussions... someone passes out... the lucky ones get carried back home... the normal calls to old friends... old sweet hearts... talking freely ...maybe without pretence... the pain of old relationships...( which i have now come to conclude; that people never get over them ... ever...)... complicating things and life just a wee bit more...
next morning not remembering what happened...the frantic phonecalls of the " what did i do last night" variety... looking at your phone call register... looking at the last 5 nos dialed... old / present crushes..friends...sweethearts...no recollection of the conversation...
thanking and appologising to people the next day...curing the hangover... back to the cocoon... the monday to friday...
this more or less sums up the way most of us live...
last time I was sober, man I felt bad
worst hangover that I ever had
Heavy Fuel: Dire Straits
posted by the vestige at
2:51 AM
8 Comments:
Slowly but surely, our lives become meaningless...
@ruchika
i think we choose to make it that way by taking the simple way out... simply ignoring realities...and continue to keep going into a shell... very few actually try and find out why
"Some earning their daily bread or more than it...".. I seem to be earning crumbs he he!
"the pain of old relationships...( which i have now come to conclude; that people never get over them ... ever...)"...........so true.... so very very true
"the lucky ones get carried back home" :)
Loved your blog vestige!!! Completely resonates with me!
It gets better. And worse. Made me think of my younger days.
hmmm.. but this way of life doesnt seem all tht bad.. til u look in mirror and realize 'oops..10 yrs jst passed by' and all you have is awsum bar collection...
but til tht moment comes.. cheers..
you're scaring me .. its like you're writing about my life :D
But then again I think those drunk moments are when one can get away with everything and most people usually do take advantage of that and let everything out .. I think everyone needs that .. they're essential!
And, for the casual reader, no I do not have any such troubles in my life :D I'm just trying to empathize with those who do ;)
mr vestige, kuch to likho.....
love this post:)
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