30 October, 2020

Tipsy Gypsy From Ralegan Siddhi

A few years back, the missus and I moved out to a nearby town. You may wonder, why this change of address?

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Tipsy Gypsy From Ralegan Siddhi
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Allow me to conceal my identity and simply call myself Tipsy Gypsy. For decades I had been a resident of Ralegan Siddhi, a village made famous by Anna Hazareji. But a few years back, the missus and I moved out to a nearby town. You may wonder, why this change of address? Well, it all goes back to the time when I served in the army and had acquired the habit of knocking back two shots of rum before hitting the sack. But post-retirement, when I came back to Ralegan permanently, I found myself a square peg in a round hole. For in my absence, anything to do with ethyl alcohol had become anathema in the village. In fact, many of my ex-colleagues wondered why I chose to go back to my village. “All you can do there is whine and dine,” a major with a sense of humour told me over the phone.

Since imbibing spirits in this part of the world is a very covert activity, I even toyed with the idea of injecting myself with my daily fix. That way my breath would not smell and I could get high on a very small dose. But I was strongly advised...

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