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Pretty Woman’s Sedation

The folks might have to excuse me since the article I am putting up is about someone is familiar to me with but I did seek the kind consent of the person I am writing about. It is about her personal life, but one must agree with me that it is sometime a charm poking your nose into other’s life.

"Without their father, she has to handle the responsibility of both the father and the mother"

She is a widow and the mother of three children. Without their father, she has to handle the responsibility of both the father and the mother. Since she is a working woman, she finds it difficult to divide the time between her work and the children. Yet, I must say she is striving and doing very well. But behind the smile, she has deep stress, pressure and frustration.

She says, "the best medicine for such trauma is in the alcohol drinks"

This has resulted in the loss of sleep. Every evening she finds is really difficult to close her eyes when the trauma and pressure keeps her really bothering. Hence, she has come up with the idea of combating all these shortcomings. She says, the best medication for such trauma is the drinks. As the drugs in the alcohols rungs with the blood along veins and arteries, she finds herself in the relief realms. As she flies among the clouds, beyond the reach of all problems, she is happy to escape them atleast an overnight.

She is known to have no appropriate choice of the brand. She gulps every type of alcohols that comes in front of her. All she care is something that will give her ‘tips’ and catalyst her eyes to close for the night.

"She knows where and when to drink, she is a responsible drinker"

She cannot be painted as an excessive drinker. She doesn’t go out into the market and drinks to fall into the drains. She knows where and when to drink. She usually prefers to have them at her home, by the hot Bukhari. Then, even if you over-drink, you can just sway your way to the bed and fall asleep. And one most important thing to remember is, drink after the dinner, this ensures your health is not disturbed having eaten enough.

So, youths out there, who says they are addict and cannot live without it, here is an advice for better way to drink.

This article is not intended to encourage drinking. The author has realized that addict drinking is already a social problem here in the country even among the youth. But, this drinking as I have portrayed is expected help them drink in better way, keeping them atleast within their homes.

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