i had never expected id be getting drunk in Clark Quay, singapore sitting on the concrete banks of a fake canal they call the Singapore river.it was alright actually. the relatively cool breeze made up for it.

I had a great time. I mean i have done this in India a lot...but doing it here in SG gave me a total different kick.the view was actually quite incredible with bright neon lights on the other side of the river. There was a huge football too.....i dont know how it got there but they had managed to get it up in the river somehow.the thing about getting drunk is either u can hold back or u can just let it go. Its all in the mind. i was actually trying to hold back initially...it was more of a wait and watch thing coz i was drinking with people i have just met. i let go once i was a little comfortable....and i havent done this in a long time. so when i let go it was like a fucking avalanche.....i cud hear hundred different sounds....one of them must have been the sound of snow rolling down a hill. there was a point when a lot of things flashed infront my eye....things i had stopped thinking bout..almost forgotten which is quite surprising in itself.

The first thing that flashed was my oher name Kappu...no one has called me that in ages now...i miss being called that. For those fools who dont know what it is..its a MIZO word and it means a GENTLEMAN.
I really have issues with friends and frienship as a whole. Thats what i have been told. I dont know...I mean i am just trying ....

to be continued.........interrupted by a guy from delhi...so have to entertain him for sometime now.