PAAMB

 Story happens around in Bangalore, where I believe normally being drunk is fine. Im gonna talk about a person who is not normal.there is no space for normal persons in this world. I had to make decision. A strong one in fact. To leave everything behind to come to a world we all have heard a million times. BANGALORE....... Ive come along way.home is far,love is distant. Everything seem new. The city,the people,the street,and the job.

There I met a few people. One face was familier rest 2 are completly new. Story is all about one of them. Getting drunk is an art I always belive in that. Ive never seen a better artist than him. I think he would be a great use to KERALA BEV CO. if he stayed home. But destiny was waiting for him in the form MRP.

They met. They fell in love like any other teenager.tell me you need a reason to drink everyday. Like devdas and heart breaks. He needs none. He breaks every rule of alcahol. Drink with anything he gets in hand. Could be water or venom he never give a second thoughts. Thats how I realised this guy is a Legend.I didnt know he spent his 90% of income for drinks.once i had asked him “why do you drink?”. His answer was always expected. He drinks for no reason just a baby cries everyday..i was late to know he has been known in a name for his behaviour. My curiosity held me high and found the name before the next sunrise.

PAAMB(snake).thats was the name given to him.no suprise its the most common name you could expect for a person who drinks and forget the rest of the world. I believe theres a strong reason for him to drink everyday but i couldnt find one. Or he doesnt want me to know I guess. I usually stay awake late midnight to watch football. Its me and the moon outside , rest are asleep. I always look up to the phone to ignore the dark. Theres always some movements occur in dark. It might be a ghost or some lost souls and what not. I noticed theres an action outside the room. I peeped to see whats going on. Its him trying to wake up. He might had a nightmare. I dont remember he said good night. Yes he never does that.he passed out earlier. And there he is moving his limbs first time after 11 PM. i wanted to know what he is up to. My eyes were searching in the dark. He might felt a whole world in his head seem difficul to get up on his legs. I wanted to offer a hand but i seem far and dont wanna end the show. He continued, got up by own finally. Moved to a side “zrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”. Wait i know this sound. Its when you unzip your pant. OMG he is going to pee in our living room. I wish i had stopped him. He did that like standing in Mareena beach. Must have enjoyed the little pee session. He moved towards me. My screenlight drove his attention. He came close.i was wondering what he is going to tell me after peeing in our living room.”FUCK OFF” he said and went back to sleep.

Things repeated everynight. i get used to it very fast. We had little late night encounters.you might be wondering whats there to write in this.i tried to ask him about our late night conversations and he doesnt remember at all.not even a single word we spoke.this is gonna be in the books of mystery. He will never know he had peed in our living room. And im not gonna tell him. After all who would like to be heard that you peed on your bed and literally everywhere in the house.............all i could pray is that he never pee on my head when im asleep. You cant be awake EVERYNIGHT untill youre too much DRUNK.......may the god from seven heavens protect me.