Beer Chronicles...

Beer and the Winter's Sun.


why does one need ter drink anyways...is a question asked by many who don't drink...

but how does one make them understand what a person feels when one's high...

yeah well i thought the best way ter describe it would be ter get high and then ter write about it...

hmmm...yes I'm high as i pen this down..correction type this down...

that said and u have your eyebrows raised as you read it further...

or you say ter yourself " there he goes..."
I'll leave the blank to each one of yours definition...

but what i really wanna talk about here is the feeling of peace and tranquility that comes with sipping a chilled beer( child bear;) as per a Punjabi daru theka) under the sun on a sunny day of a cold winter's day...a kingfisher strong in my case

ahhhh...phew...hmmm... an expression on the face - as the first gulp of that sweet brown nectar goes down one's throat...
and with it arrives a feeling that pacifies all the worries and inhibitions that the world has ter offer...

you open up and a complex algorithm uncontrolled by you involving your voice box, tongue, mouth infact your whole body gets ter work...
the words ooze out carrying everything that was hidden and carrying with them the stress and...
the hands wave, the body is set on motion as if clearing the way for the words that are to travel the distance...
and one's on the way to join the highway...

the spirit of beer flows through you, intoxicating and the sun makes the surrounding a lazy timeless portrait...

the time passes by as if in slow motion...the stomach lurches and BURRRPPP...

now with that gaseous release things settle down and you cant resist going fer another pint...

head becomes a bit heavy and is cushioned by some unknown forces and the body feels light as if floating...

there's nothing that can stop you..and you feel no fear...

add ter that soft rhythmic sounds of Pink Floyd...and one's surfing on the chilly breeze that Chandigarh has ter offer...

getting up from that chair is a herculean effort...but why would you wanna do that...
well you surely don't wanna miss out on walking...
ahhh...yeah walking...its no less than a tightrope adventure

and the feeling that overwhelms you, helps be a part of everything around...

nothing escapes and everything flies by...

the sun..hey ya...the sun woh that's a beauty...it just warms the cold bones...and the relaxes brow...

and if at any instant you miss some one or miss something...then all you have ter do...
is take another swig of that sweet brown nectar... they call it BEER...i call it beer as well...
wipe the froth...and say...

CHEERS eh...:)