The MSG fiasco

"do you wanna know how i got here? The great Don Ashwat Senghal?", the man behind the jail bars, feet bound to the ground asked the reporter taking his interview. The man probably in his mid forties looked good, like really good, not like life has been kind on him good, but i have seen all of it by now kind of good. The reporter bristled, startled by his gruff laugh, blushed and asked again for more.

The man continued, "It all went down hill one night, i really made some questionable choices that night that led to me being captured in the worst possible way.", the reporter unable to hold back questioned, "That night of 5th of July at Maharaja hotel, sir?"
The man nodded grimly almost like a sad child, "You know i would like to offer a piece of advice to all the mafia bosses out there, NEVER hire someone who looks too overeager and can't understand social cues.", he groaned into the palms of his hands.
It all started one party night with the Utmost important military officials, The CJIs of supreme court , high courts in India, a few of the most honorable medical directors nationally, and of course the two reasons of celebrations, the first one being the Military platoon Enhancers success in an important field operation and the second one being the Military weapons development program being successful.
Y'know the person who caused this incident would later claim that MSG and Meth should not look that similar.