Zingaro Brothers

It is always fun to think of how some things have begun for you. Me being no exception, but those feelings reminisce of all those activities that followed with it as well. On one of a recent outing with friends, we were talking about how we started drinking and our early days with “Beer”.

Long ago three friends (Me, Mr. A & Mr. B) decided that it is high time we started having beer. This started few things that none of us have ever done, like one has to go get the bottle from the shop (Yes, we were developed enough to know that we need to get it from a liquor shop), from where should we get it and WHO will get it. Now ‘Me’ being a little more crazy than A & B volunteered to go to the shop and get the bottle. From where was the next big question, this was supposed to be a top secret activity and none of the colony people were to know about this including family members, their known friends etc etc. So ‘Me’ again picked a place far away 3-4 KM from our current location for this crime.

Me and Mr. A went on a bike to the place and I asked him to stop the bike a few meters away in a gully as we did not wanted to be seen anywhere near the shop. I sneak in and ask for Fosters beer, as I have seen the poster just outside the shop. The shop keeper asked me “Chinnada Peddadaa” did not know why he asked this and I did not know what to answer for that. Surely he might have made out seeing my face that the person is a starter. I had only one thing in mind… take a bottle and get out of this place as quickly possible. Anyway I did not answer his question but instead said one bottle and pushed a 100 note forward and there came a chilled bottle of Foster. Quickly placed it in a bag and moved out of that place. On the way home we had to do a little more shopping for something to eat and drink later.

So we reach home and now we had more questions, how will room and individuals smell after we drink? What should we eat? So as to avoid the smell in the room we took the bottle to the terrace and opened it there and poured it into three glasses and gulped it down. Now to avoid how we smell after the drinking we had gulped down another 1.5 liters of soft drink (this was done after a few hours later after having something to eat).

This is how I started to drink, if you are wondering why the title “Zingaro Brothers”, it was the first time we were caught by friends and they came to know that we were drinking too. Few months after we started, Mr. C, D and E also joined us in our drinking escapades, though one of them was not drinking but just gave us company. After one such escapade, Again “Me” was trying to dispose the bottles after the act and was caught doing that by a common friend of ours and later that evening he publicly announced it in the play ground, we regularly meet for a game of cricket and there mentioned us as “Zingaro Brothers”. Initially we did not get why that name but later he explained it and the secret was out. Zingaro used to a beer brand of choice with us guys in those days and thus the name.

Thinking of this now feels nice and it is again ‘Me’ who is still occasionally drinking but the rest of them have stopped. Not all brothers are at one place and neither the Beer Brand but its ‘Me’ alone who keeps ‘Fishing’ like a ‘King’ at times.