Dipu had recently been married. His bride’s parents had not been told that he drank; several months married and she still didn’t know how much. “Her parents wouldn’t have married her to a man who accepts that he drinks. Because, if you mention such a thing, people assume you’re a drunkard even if you drink rarely, or that you blow all your money on booze like my father. But I don’t! I like drinking, but not all the time. Only once in a while—that too either with friends or to enjoy with some good fish.”
