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Here is the Booze-ground of the Travelogue
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Get it straight dude, I’m not going to be satisfied with only one can of beer for entire night . If u dont want to drive that night should not contain my beer drinking spree. Loads of beer otherwise I’m out’’ Girish yelled at top of his voice.
Sale ko bol, kal lonawala me masti karni hai and make sure alchohol to flow freely. Taki me lakar dal. Paise me fekega ! Venkat has just returned from his native place and was thirsty for last one month.
Pal. We are not going there for womanising or for smoking. Its like re-union after a quarter. A sober Vivek was really sobering.
I’m bringing my new Innova. Your bikes can rest this time. We will spoil oursleves in my car. Got installed a small refrigerator inside the car. Mak was already on a high !
It was my time to say something. The task of handling 4 hyper booze-thirsty friends while driving to Lonawala on Saturday night demanded some special restraint from my side. A helping hand was needed to keep me sane all the time !
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and the guzzling started
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Started at 10pm from Dadar ! Mak’s refrigerator was too small for the stock of booz and my magic potion. The music system started playing ’’apni to pathshala, masti ki pathshala’’ ... venkat managed to stand in the spacious Innova in Amir Khan style and started pouring the beer down his throat. I was just thinking of some sharman joshi joining him and the next moment Girish fulfilled my wish. Two bottles of beer were thrown in the dustbin at Chembur..Chembur is 10 minutes drive away from Dadar.
’’Ek mein aur ek tu hai’’ started on the speakers and Vivek started to get in the rhythem. We were on the palm beach road of New Mumbai...the street lights and the water alongside the road had some magical impact on us. The speedometer was showing 120 kmph with Mak in full control of the car. I admired Mak for showing full control on the car and himself. It was 30 minutes, Venkat had just finished third beer. Mak was yet to open his score and I was afraid of that.
’’Na biwi na bhaiyya no dost bada na maiyya’’ started and Vivek joined the gang ! Someone has rightly said Daru bahor badi kamini cheez hai. I said ’’Vivek. U too !’’...
The road was absolute makkhan and the drive till Panvel was pleasurable. Venkat’s desire to ogle at the babes in passing cars was dashed to find out most of the vehicles running on that time of the hour were trucks. Is gum me aur ek bottle khatm ho chuki thi ! It was well past 11.30 and Mak asked for a sip. The worst fear was coming true. We were five. Venky, Girish and Vivek were almost out of their senses. That left us with only mak as the driver. I can’t drive btw.
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My magic potion ... Bacardi breezer
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I handed over the Lime variant of Bacardi Breezer to Mak. Mak, the savour of rum in our group was more than delighted to see bacardi in his hand. Off went the cap and the first bottle was down in exactly 2 minutes. Mak uttered ’’pani se bhi patla tha’’ !
I convinced Mak saying this is a new offering from Bacardi for the ones who like rum and want some variation in the taste. Mak was little convinced.
One after another 5 bottles of breezer were emptied by Mak and he was steady. He smelled something fishy. Innova was stopped at Khopoli...it was 2 am at nite. Mak read the breezer bottle carefully and ran towards me with one bottle in hand .
’’U shameless fellow. U &# &$$# . This piece of * contains only 4 % of alchohol .Thats what I was wondering kick nahi aa rahi hai’’
I shot back ’’Abe lime, orange, cranberry milake 5 bottle pi gaya. How come a known rum drinker of ur ranks cudn’t understand it. Tuze sach me itni rum pilata tha to hamara gharwale gum me baithe hote abhi. U r the only driver mak’’ ... I was emotionally blackmailing Mak.
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And here it is ...Breezer
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Meanwhile , I was on my third bottle of Breezer and was completely sane. I understood something about this product.
Breezer is meant for people like me who want to enjoy the company of boozers and booz... It contains a little more than 4 % of alchohol (Read rum) and comes in 5 flavors. Thats it !
Aur kya ? Serve it chilled, keep away from kids !
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And all got terminated
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Mak was furious and I was sure about a full-stop to our journey before reaching lonawala.
Mak opened the refrigerator and the Kingfsher Strong Can was Bottoms up emptied !
I silently started the car and asked everyone to get in. Mak assumed the driver’s seat, we proceeded to nearby resort.... in next 2 hours, boozers boozed ! Magic potion didn’t work.
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Statutory Warnings
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Dont drink
If u say I’m coward, drink. But dont drink and drive.
If u say breezer doesn’t suit ur taste, dont give it to yr younger brother who aspires to drink on his 18th B’day.
Dont find any sense out of this review. The 8th can of Kingfisher Strong is empty lying in nearby dustbin. Hick !
Dont find any sense if u see a weird member taking an iPOD !