Cheers!

“One drink is just right,two are too many, three too few” — A Spanish saying.

After realizing that we have been drinking too much beer lately (I know, I know, there is no such thing as "too much beer', I am just using it as a figure of speech), me and my drink mate, Swapnil*, decided we need to take a break. With the resolution still holding, we met at connaught place on a pleasant Friday evening to chill out. A coffee at D'Pauls, a patty and a pastry at Wengers, 20 minutes and we were clueless about how to proceed with the evening. Another important information, that I forgot to provide is that we were meeting on, what we thought was, a "dry day", on account of Delhi Municipal elections. Clueless, that we were, we started taking a walk though the corridors of CP. We were startled to see from the window panes of Cafe 100 (Originally, a sweets shop) liquor being served, a sweets shop serving liquor to its patrons that too on a dry day!!! After some investigation we figured out, dry day was enforced only till 4 pm. But, we were on a break, so we were least concerned. We turned our back towards the beer and we continued with our walk. After about 10 seconds of walking silently, I asked, "what harm would a beer do, anyways?". Swapnil laughed and said OK lets toss and decide what shall we do. So, we tossed a coin, I called heads but it turned out to be a tail, and lucky for us, we never decided if heads means "go drink" or tails means "go drink". So, we decided we are having a beer.

We entered Volga, a value for money drinking joint at CP, and took our seats. As soon as we sat, Swapnil inquired if by one beer I meant one beer each or just one beer between the two of us, I told him, of course its one beer each :) . One drink and we were discussing office politics, another drink and we were discussing lost loves. Swapnil suggested since the topic is hot, we need another drink to cool it off a bit, I saw no harm in it and so we ordered another bottle. But as it turned out, we had too many lost loves, some of which even the girls involved never came to know about, indeed more beer was needed. Booze continued and so did our conversation, till we were tipsy-turvy to the point, beyond which our parents might have disowned us (and we never wanted more lost love, ;).

I would summarize the evening as, "from good (D'pauls has the best coffee in town) , to dull (Swapnil is very boring until I am drunk), to splendid (as a wise man once said, "I drink to make other people interesting)".

The evening thus validated a number of widely popular beer theories, a few of them being:

1. An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with fools. -- Ernest Hemingway, "For Whom The Bell Tolls"
2. Abstinence is a good thing if practiced in moderation. --Anon
3. Alcohol is like love: the first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine.After that you just take the girl's clothes off. -- Raymond Chandler, "The Long Goodbye"
4. Beer makes an individual smart. Please follow the link for explanation.

*Name can be changed for anonymity.