I’m from a place, where consumption of alcohol and non alcohol items like Beer; even by men is considered as bad. Actually from the level of “SIN”, it came to the level of “BAD”. May be it will change soon. So, you can imagine what will happen if a woman talks about drinks.

But, I feel sometimes that drunkards are more dare to speak in public, even some “Touch Me Not” matters. So I just imagined what I may dare to say (blabber) if I were a drunkard.

So here are my questions…

Dear Mr. Bush, what benefits you got when you killed people in their own soil and showed your power?

Dear Mr. Osama, what happiness your soul got when you killed innocent people and turned a lot of children into orphans on a single moment?

Dear Mr. Terrorist, when you die, do you think Kashmir will travel along with you to Heaven? After killing all your family members, whom you want to gift this piece of Kashmir to?

Dear Mr. Politician, when will you stop dividing India in the name of caste, just to fill your vote bank?

Dear Mr. Obama, anything that I can do for you to improve this economy?

Dear Mr. Neighbour, when will you stop peeping into my house accounts? Don’t you have a better job to do?

Dear Mr. Raju, why you built a grave to your own kid “Satyam”?

Dear Ms. Actress, don’t you think about your father or son before you take off your dress to act nude?

Dear Mr. Cartoonist, don’t you have any other ways to make money except creating violent cartoons for young kids?

Dear Mr. GOD, why can’t you destroy this world in a single shot instead of doing it part by part?

Oh this list goes endless… I don’t want to be a drunkard, even in imaginations.