Did I put a bottle in you mouth, Y blame me?

As usual I use to share the same jokes with friends of being thirsty they did saw the need of attending the bar few miles away from home. They insisted me to walk with them cause it was Friday and school were closed. While we were walking on the road SF was keep saying that "SBU I want to make you feel like a king man, just one of those things man." I laughed at him a bit. While we walk with them something ring in my conscience "where are you going SBU" it was the question that kills me inside while I was walking with them. my friends were like the brothers to me I may not take a decision without consulting them. we would talk about life love girls and everything what boys does. I wasn't really aware of that that our conversation will indulges us somewhere.

Thou life is no longer the life but a journey without discontinuity. life is like the string that is tighted like the ringhals snake on the tree. Once the snake got free it can do any thing what ever comes into its conscience to maximise its freedom. Well my freedom was on the line to be maximised. I thought about this while we walk life proxies both many un namable events out of which we the youth had to experience and then grow from them. The celebs believes in this "In order to save the lives you gotta set yourself as an example amongst the public."

With a blink of an eye i was in a terrible mess, my conscience reminds me when I was keep saying "now guys you put me into this mess?' they would say "no its you who put yourself in this mess on your own man." He d continues and say "SBU I didn't took up a bottle and insert it in your mouth man, it is you who did; why blame me?

Sbu whatever you need you shall have it in this BAR, call my name I ll respond enthusiastically" friend words while I was observing his behavior and his intention while in bar everything about him was drastically changed he was unusual. I knew him as a street guy kind of serious, now h is free with a pile of money inn his pocket. While he opened his wallet I saw a huge pack of hundreds leaned on each others as if were pasted with a steel bond [glued on each others] within a black wallet. "Look it's Friday just relax man, I have money I CAN bring any thing you want man, this BAR can be mine if you want it all."

He was right some man who are the merchants in rural areas they simple bought all the alcohol i the BAR during Fridays, in rural areas they are many KINGS of alcohol during alcohols while in early in the Monday they lost their thrones kingship. "can you please buy me something friend F" What Sbu he picked up his wallet suddenly within a blink of an eye. "I need simba chips friend" Ahh Sbu what a tiny thing I don't have a money to buy that man, just point a bottle NOW man instead of simbaz!" I laughed a bit. It was amazing to see my friends roared like lion in the BAR I was the only one who s left, perhaps i noted something that "alcohol creates a lot of Bongoz the comedians." Something came into mind which says try it Sbu you will be a comedian too. He hand over a bottle to me than I threw it in my ribs in a sudden. Hey something amazing was happening i went to the guys who were playing snooker I ended up as the main coach that day through I never place my fingers on snooker sticks. The Indian guy who was skinny like me ended up listening at me accepting me as his coach on snooker. I hand over a bottle to the other guy who was thirsty and return to SF friend. "SF I am thirsty" he bought a bottle thanking me for finishing the first one.

Cut it now, I learn a lesson in bar. though my story cannot be in sequence form . Taken from a diary last year March 2008