“Why do people drink?” She asked as she eyed two people drinking celebratory shots on the adjacent table.
“There are many reasons.” He said.
“Like?” Her curious eyes asked.
“Those two are drinking to celebrate. The one behind you is trying to forget and the group of teenagers on my left are curious.” She followed his gaze and looked at all the three.
“So is it always for the same reason? Or do people eventually acquire a taste for alcohol?” She asked again.
“Not necessarily. A friend of mine once told me you never drink for taste, you drink for the feeling.”
“The one which burns your throat and makes you numb all in one act. It’s weird, but people drink in grief and for celebration, even for courage. For some it’s an escape from reality and for some it’s a way to accept it’s harsh truth.”
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