Nerve Endings Firing Away

ADS treated us at Rio Bravo to celebrate his out-of-state waiver and ended up spending 1% of the money he had saved on the treat. Not a bad deal though. But he didn’t complain. What I liked was that he did so happily, eager to share his happiness. I like such people, unlike some who chicken out as soon as I mention the word treat. All excuses of “no money, yaar” are rendered hollow when I see them splurging majorly on other stuff. Nevertheless they will shamelessly accompany the gang on every other treat. It’s all in the mind (and the heart, of course). Dene waala jab bhi deta, deta chapar phaad ke. But then again, I never ask for a treat more than once. There is this thin line of requesting and pleading which I rarely cross.I have given my share of treats for any occasion I consider “treat-worthy” be it a new car, an academic or personal achievement, or just coz I want to share my moments of happiness, unmindful of my financial circumstances. That makes me expect some in return. Maybe I should not harbor such frivolous expectations. Anyways I am just feeling a bit bitchy today.

Back to ADS’s treat, although a teetotaler, I downed a couple of margaritas at Rio Bravo just for the kicks and sure enough,it had the adverse effect on my senses. I wasn’t knocked out totally but surely was a little bit tipsy. I know I have an extremely low threshold so I don’t test it often so no biggie. Much to my roomies relief, I let ADS drive us home, contrary to some of my friends pseudo machoism who insist that they drive better when drunk. I stay away from their car when they say that. But those margaritas helped me sleep a lot earlier than my usual time of 2am or later. This was some days back but I still am feeling sleepy.