Amen

He narrated his story with humor. I was laughing the whole time, trying to imagine him as a young kid and now, an old man. Together with four others, we were happily drinking our homemade rice-based liquor on a hot Saturday afternoon in his village. Among other things, he told us about how he liked this liquor so much that he had to steal some fruits from someone's orchard and sold it. That money was used to buy a big bottle of this absinthe-like drink. Drunkenness was the order of his day. He's old now. He's still drinking. But nowadays, he said there's no need to steal anything if he wants to drink this liquor. He left us in the evening. The next day, a Sunday, he had to give a sermon to his fellow villagers. He's the church elder. Amen. Oh, I mean cheers to the drink!