Naina's POV:
Present day:
Few memories that, still brings smile on my lips, I can recall them and laugh till today...
Funny memories part - I - Alcoholic
I have realised while writing my own biography, I have get lost into those memories and relived those moments back to back.
Now while reading as a reader I feel so much of pain in my last few chapters that might cause people 'not to read' my book.
Till now you all have read 'Naina' - a strong, deprived, poor, unfortunate and unlucky girl and an early tortured bride. But as we all know after rains, rainbows come in everyone's life, so does mine and God showed me some rainbows too after the most rainy days... I too have enjoyed little things of life and I still do, example alcohol.
Once upon a time I hate alcohol more than anything, I mean 'anything' that was exists in my life. But today's Naina, love cocktail, whiskey's on the rocks and mojito, vodka shots and many more. I never knew that behind every fight or any mishaps that happens in our life, alcohol wasn't the guilty, alcohol was never the reason of anything that happened(good or bad), alcohol is only a liquid that somehow can control our emotions for sometime or in another word it helps us to become decontrolled to release any emotions for sometime. It can make us singer without any such sweet musical voice, it can make us poet without any sense of poetry or it can make us writer without any knowledge of writings.
In my life span I found one thing that is really loyal no matter what's the occasion, situation or timings, it can be post break up, can be post of your job loss or may be for a new born baby, or may be on your promotion's day, may be at wedding party or may after divorce, it can be anytime with any occasion and emotions until you are addicted to it you know when to stop it.
So how does my 'Alcohol' career started, let me share and also why can't I stop loving it after hating it from the core of my heart almost for 18years of my life span, the reasons behind that, I believe are:
One very romantic evening when I was a seven months old fetus in my mom's womb, my Dad offered her a 90ml peg of whiskey to have and to enjoy the evening listening Kishore Kumar songs, and she agreed with all of her consent. She drank one peg Kishore Kumar sounds more romantic, understanding her emotional burst out my Dad offered her one more peg, she had the second peg without any hesitation and then (I guess) both of them deep dived in their feelings with Kishore Kumar songs that my mother forget I am inside of her womb and she had few more pegs and they have enjoyed the evening, partied hard and fall asleep.
But guess what I was doing inside her tummy having almost 180ml of whiskey that to without proper food or chakhna(side dishes with drinks) at the age of seven months in a fetus form?
I must be feeling "tunak tunak tun tunak tunak tun, dadada" twisting my little hands like Daler Mahendi, if not I must be dancing like, great Helen in 'Monica oh my darling' or I must be like sentimental Rajesh Khanna and feeling like 'Yeh Shaam mastani, madhosh kie jaay' or I can be just dancing with 'Yumma yumma kya khubsurat samah'...
No exact idea with which bollywood track a seven month old fetus were dancing but after few minutes I am sure that whiskey kicked me and I fall asleep too.
Now if I assume 180ml whiskey is nothing for today's Naina, but when I was an unborn human inside of someone else's tummy, what would be the immensity of those pegs?
It must be having a full bottle of Blue level or Chivas all alone that to without Chakhna, horrible and also hilarious.
Now after having a full bottle of whiskey the Naina fetus was sleeping like a long weekend without any dreams and with loud snoring, I guess.
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Shades Of Thirteen
Non-Fiction~ Dedicated to those who are enough courageous to repeat their mistakes until - The mistake itself don't surrender ~