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There is nothing quite like an evening with your closest friends, and a few pegs of your favourite whisky. 

It was friendship day and we thought of getting together with a bunch of friends with whom we were connected online but it had been ages we had met each other offline. Connaught Place was the obvious choice as this is the place where we guys used to hang out earlier. We met at a pub and over some lively music in the background, we placed our order for food and drinks. 

Upon asking the waiter about any cocktails that are not very sweet he recommended something called "Tall Dark and Irish". This was a whiskey and coffee based cocktail that came in a tall glass and was mildly sweet. This whiskey based cocktail had the right kick of coffee and the high of alcohol. It was also had an interesting hint of lemon. Since that day we started our love affair with Tall Dark and Irish and this fantastic cocktail has become the sole reason for us to go to that pub again and again with same set of friends. In fact others as well. 

There are definitely a few times that make the highlights in the small whisky tenure of my youth years. To enjoy the moment at its very best, I used to go light or never drink so that I could capture all the fun moments without forgetting or missing even a single stupid act from a drinking outing. When I decide to stay away from drinks, I opt for breezer since it is light and would make you feel the fizz. But believe you me, my best memory of random act of drunkenness is associated with whisky.

It was once when we all were in a social gathering and a couple of my friends, who had also downed  the maximum rounds of whisky started dancing the nagin dance as soon as the song was played. Though it was bit awkward, but because everyone was uncontrollably high, the event did not create embarrassment for any of us.

Best Memories of Whiskey With Friends

As a whiskey lover, I will surely agree: single malt is far more than just a drink. For some of us, it’s a rite of passage into adulthood; for others, it’s a way to mark significant moments in life.

The first time I tried whiskey was for my birthday 5 years ago. Some friends came to my house and we had a great time. After that, I wanted to learn more about whiskey and started to read about the process, the regions, the skills of master distillers, etc. to gain in-depth knowledge of whiskey.

Haha . Still remember that Whisky Party with the friends . We were having the best time of our lives drinking the whisky on the occasion of one of the friend's birthday. While most of us were regular drinkers , there was one guy who was having the whisky for the first time. It packed a real punch on him. He didn't like it much at that time but now he too drinks it . As always, We were drinking our favourite Royal Stag whisky. Still remember those beautiful moments . Sitting on the roof , staring at city lights , gossiping about bizzare topics with friends and sipping that cold whisky. Ah! Simply the Best moments ever.

Whiskey is our gang taste none other than Black Dog for a get-together with friends. Lots of emotions overflow when three pegs are down.  The best time was when one of my friends thought himself to be “Barack Obama” and started shouting like he is the boss! It was hilarious, and we still crack up every time that story resurfaces.    
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I generally do not drink hard liquor unless I’m in the company of the very best of my friends. Sure, I do go out a lot with my workmates and other acquaintances, but it’s generally my college friends that I share a peg of whisky with.

 

This incident dates back to last year when we had gathered in Kerala for a college mate’s wedding. Such a lovely place to be, if you ever get a chance, you must visit once! Anyway, moving on with my story, our friend’s wedding was in Alleppey.

 

It was our host’s idea to do something together one last time; just us boys. So we book ourselves a houseboat and get going for a night out into the beautiful backwaters.

 

That night is definitely one of the best times I’ve ever had with my mates. A breezy moonlit night, good friends, great whisky (our favorite Johnnie Walker black label, 100 pipers and Jack Daniels), and local freshly cooked food by our boat guy!

 

The boat kept on moving at a slow comfortable pace while we all got caught up in a some real good conversation, you know, the kind you can only have with your best friends over your favorite alcohol.

Definitely my most memorable whisky moment!

Drinking should be accompanied by Whiskey and of course with the best gang of friends. Match time or party time, whisky is always a must. Brands like Royal Stag and McDowell’s are the best friends for the college going boys. Life begins after the office hours and chilling with the best gang at the best bars in the city is always living the dream that people call the glamorous life and I love it. Clicking photos with the Whisky Glasses and selfies are the best part to flaunt the drinking lifestyle. The number of likes you get on social media on Whisky pictures are higher compared to clicking pictures with even your girlfriend. Sometimes even I make live chat on Instagram stories and without whisky, the experience could never have been so amazing. I believe Whiskey makes a man perfect. It cannot get better than enjoying whiskey with the best gang of friends!

 

Drinking your favorite glass of whisky with friends is not a rare sight to behold, but have you ever imagined yourself drinking with your boss or your teachers? Well, God has been really kind to me lately! On many occasions, I have had the privilege of sharing a few whisky drinks with my bosses as well as my teachers. Although drinking with your boss does help you out a bit professionally, it was grabbing a few glasses with my teachers that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the most! Over long sessions of sharing our whiskies, we have discussed variety of topics ranging from politics to current events,and even casual humor, all the while enjoying Teachers Highland Cream. Teachers with a teacher! How cool is that?

I never like to drink alone; it just isn’t my thing. Whisky for me definitely has to be had in moments with friends. I love everything about the shared whisky moments that I’ve had with my friends and workmates! But my favorite one is from my birthday last year. My friends planned this huge surprise party for me at our town’s best rooftop pub! It was gorgeous. They had booked the pool portion of the pub. We all sat down at the poolside, with our feet dipped in the pool water, enjoying some of the best whisky brands the pub had to offer along with cool breeze in our hair and some good food! 

After completing my graduation, I started working right away, only to realise a couple of years later that I wanted to get back to studies. So I enrolled myself in a master’s degree, even though I felt I was too old to enrol in a course and attend classes again. There is this one time from years in masters that I clearly remember. We were in the final year and after my botany class we had decided to go drinking at a cheap bar frequented by students in daytime. We obviously bunked class and stayed there for two hours to attend the last lecture.
We were reeking with whisky smell even after trying all the possible mouth fresheners and I was red. I turn red after a couple of drinks. We were caught out by our very strict teacher FC Charles, even when we didn’t open our mouths, but it was definitely not our day. He summoned 4 of us to his chambers and scolded us for all of 5 minutes.  For the professor, it clearly did not matter that we were of age and were allowed to drink, legally. We, in his opinion, had broken the sanctity of a classroom. Guess what followed, expensive scotch with our professor the rest of the evening in his own chamber!

Whiskey isn't just for fancy nights outs. People from all over the world can agree that whiskey is for sharing happiness with loved ones. So you don't have to wait for a special occasion to enjoy a glass of whiskey. In fact, with a glass of your favourite whiskey, any moment can be made special.

When it comes down to whisky with friends, any moment is memorable given to our varied preferences in whiskies and the confusion and arguments that arise while ordering/buying! 
I do not have any one moment in particular. I think that every single time has been a great time. All you need is your greatest friends, your favorite brand and some real good ambience to make the most of it. 
I generally do not prefer sitting in pubs and bars for a drink of whisky. I’m more on the quiet side, and somewhat dislike the noise and over-bearing crowd in pubs. Yes, I have been to many, but given a chance I’d choose a secluded calmer setting any day! 

Securing your first job is always a special feeling that cannot be described in words. I still remember it was the summer of 2013 when landed a job in Gurgaon. One of my classmates and a dear friend had also secured a job in Noida. Since we hadn't met in months due to various issues, the moment we came to know that we both will be in NCR only, we decided to meet one fine evening in CP, Delhi. Two of us had a lot to talk, and the presence of JW just made the evening more beautiful and enduring. It has been an amazing companion to the both of us ever since.

 

Securing your first job is always a special feeling that cannot be described in words. I still remember it was the summer of 2013 when landed a job in Gurgaon. One of my classmates and a dear friend had also secured a job in Noida. Since we hadn't met in months due to various issues, the moment we came to know that we both will be in NCR only, we decided to meet one fine evening in CP, Delhi. Two of us had a lot to talk, and the presence of JW just made the evening more beautiful and enduring. It has been an amazing companion to the both of us ever since.

The moment when one of us starts dancing while drinking, we understand that our friend is high. The best moment has to be from Goa, where we all were drinking till 4 am on the beach and went to sleep after a morning walk at the beach around 5 am. Goa without whiskey is like lemonade without lemons!

As such all those times, where you are having whisky with your friends are some of the best ever because as life progresses people get occupied with their work lives and family lives and because of all of that whisky with friends literally becomes a rare royal affair.

Somehow all the best times I can remember are to do with college and job trips to the hills with my wolf-pack all of whom prefer the chills of the mountains over beaches. I remember the first time we had trekked to the top of Triund, we had taken 2 bottles of Signature 100 pipers and the night camp under a very starry sky provided an experience like no other. No doubt doing this was extremely risky because the land does not exactly have borders and accidents can happen when people are high.

We had decided not to move beyond 10 meters even if someone had to desperately take a leak and that another person would accompany such a person for the sake of safety. At worst my friend fell inside the tent a couple of times, and that was that.

Whiskey isn't just for fancy nights outs. People from all over the world can agree that whiskey is for sharing happiness with loved ones. So you don't have to wait for a special occasion to enjoy a glass of whiskey. In fact, with a glass of your favorite whiskey, any moment can be made special.

 

Alright so, I can enjoy whisky only with my very closest of close friends. I’d rather have whisky alone (which too is one of my favorite things to do) rather than have it in the wrong company.

This dates back to the time when I had met my girlfriend for the first time. Of course she wasn’t my girlfriend then.

Now, I do not want to come across as one of those snob whisky geeks who also double up as judgemental know-it-alls when they see someone order a glass of whisky as well!

But, oh well, guilty this time!

So, our first meeting was not any nice romantic date, but, a small get-together. She had come along with one of sweetest college-mates.

Honestly, I hadn’t even noticed her much until she ordered herself a glass of whisky, like a pro!

I was definitely impressed. As the night went on, the group broke up and I took this as an opportunity to get to know my object of fascination better.

And wow, what a conversation we had that night, starting from our common liking for whisky to future life plans. It sounds crazy, but I guess when you meet the right person, the flow is as smooth as it gets!  They say that conversations and coffee gel together best, but I beg to differ! It is undoubtedly whisky for me! Definitely my best whisky moment!

Now, I do not want to come across as one of those snob whisky

geeks who also double up as judgemental know-it- alls when they

see someone order a glass of whisky as well!

But, oh well, guilty this time!

So, our first meeting was not any nice romantic date, but, a small

get-together. She had come along with one of sweetest college-

mates.

After completing my graduation, I started working right away, only to realise a couple of

years later that I wanted to get back to studies. So I enrolled myself in a master’s degree,

even though I felt I was too old to enrol in a course and attend classes again. There is this

one time from years in masters that I clearly remember. We were in the final year and after

my botany class we had decided to go drinking at a cheap bar frequented by students in

daytime. We obviously bunked class and stayed there for two hours to attend the last

lecture.

We were reeking with whisky smell even after trying all the possible mouth fresheners and I

was red. I turn red after a couple of drinks. We were caught out by our very strict teacher FC

Charles, even when we didn’t open our mouths, but it was definitely not our day. He

summoned 4 of us to his chambers and scolded us for all of 5 minutes. For the professor, it

clearly did not matter that we were of age and were allowed to drink, legally. We, in his

opinion, had broken the sanctity of a classroom. Guess what followed, expensive scotch with

our professor the rest of the evening in his own chamber!

Sharing a glass of whisky with friends was one of the most memorable events, as such days rarely come by. I remember the day when few of my friends visited me with bottles of my favourite – Blenders Pride,to celebrate my identity as an author. Being the center of attraction, I read a couple of chapters to them amidst a lot of hullabaloo, leg pulling, reminiscing of the college days, and lots of stomach aching laughter. But, we did not forget to keep taking sips of whisky from our glasses as time kept passing by.So from dusk to dawn, I had a great company to accompany me; my friends and my glass of whisky which I kept refilling at regular intervals, thus making a truly memorable moment.

There are definitely a few times that make the highlights in the small whisky tenure of my youth years. To

enjoy the moment at its very best, I used to go light or never drink so that I could capture all the fun

moments without forgetting or missing even a single stupid act from a drinking outing. When I decide to

stay away from drinks, I opt for breezer since it is light and would make you feel the fizz. But believe you

me, my best memory of random act of drunkenness is associated with whisky.

It was once when we all were in a social gathering and a couple of my friends, who had also downed the

maximum rounds of whisky started dancing the nagin dance as soon as the song was played. Though it

was bit awkward, but because everyone was uncontrollably high, the event did not create embarrassment

for any of us.

As such all those times, where you are having whisky with your friends are some of the best

ever because as life progresses people get occupied with their work lives and family lives

and because of all of that whisky with friends literally becomes a rare royal affair.

Somehow all the best times I can remember are to do with college and job trips to the hills

with my wolf-pack all of whom prefer the chills of the mountains over beaches. I remember

the first time we had trekked to the top of Triund, we had taken 2 bottles of Signature 100

pipers and the night camp under a very starry sky provided an experience like no other. No

doubt doing this was extremely risky because the land does not exactly have borders and

accidents can happen when people are high.

We had decided not to move beyond 10 meters even if someone had to desperately take a

leak and that another person would accompany such a person for the sake of safety. At

worst my friend fell inside the tent a couple of times, and that was that.

You can try drinking alone, but every man and woman knows that whisky with friends will

always taste better. Why do you ask? Because whisky is a drink for the seasoned drinker

and that would generally mean someone who has persevered to relish the true joys of the

golden liquid, the water of life. Drinking with friends would mean having brilliant

conversations or the stupidest, and it could also mean doing something wild that you would

never do otherwise.

My favourite memory of drinking whisky is my very first time, a few years after graduation, at

a college reunion. At the occasion, a complete section of friends belonging to different

departments finally decided to make a ‘man out of me', a feat that they could not accomplish

during college years. This was the term used to convert teetotallers willing to change into

better men as per my friends.

They followed an old, stupid ritual where Drinkers would form a circle, and you would sit at

the center. They opened a bottle of Blender’s Pride, and the guys joined their hands as if to

drink water using hands. A small amount of Whiskey was first given to them and almost a

quarter of a bottle was left after that. When my turn came, it must have been over a quarter.

The rule was that the teetotaller would drink the remaining whisky right then (with allowed

breaks) in a span of one hour. My friends waited patiently for the ritual to get over because

the stupidest of things would keep happening all through the time.

I have had quite a few memorable whisky moments, but the top cherished one

definitely has to be from our trip to Shimla back in the year 2015.

It was a day of heavy snowfall. The roads were closed, the sky was dark and we

didn’t have much to do rather than just sit inside and warm ourselves by the fire.

It was actually pretty scenic outside!

So we decide to improvise; we trade our cups of hot chai for some dear old

McDowell’s No.1 whisky! So, there are us boys, sitting in front of the golden

glowing fire and sipping amber liquid like there’s no tomorrow! This has to be my

best whisky moment ever!

My favourite story about whisky with friends is back from Master’s, and this was also the

time I had a total of 7 guy classmates, none of whom drank. I also had 6 senior guys all of

whom drank, and because my seniors liked me, they would invite me to all the drinking

parties ever.

The one time I clearly remember is when it was the birthday of the topper, and the winters

had just set in. This also happened to be the time where I smoked for the first time and

smoked five cigarettes in total at the insistence of a bald senior. Once drunk on one and a

half bottles of Royal Stag, I wanted to go to the loo but could not put my foot in the floater.

When I managed to put the floater on, I went to the Indian-styled loo with a cigarette in my

mouth, and it fell right into the pot as I was taking a leak. When I finished, I picked up the

cigarette and put it back in my mouth. Because I realised what I had just done, I started

throwing up in the fields behind the house, and it took my seniors 15 minutes to find me.

My favourite story about whisky with friends is back from Master’s, and this was also the time I had a total of 7 guy classmates, none of whom drank. I also had 6 senior guys all of whom rank, and because my seniors liked me, they would invite me to all the drinking parties ever. The one time I clearly remember is when it was the birthday of the topper, and the winters had just set in. This also happened to be the time where I smoked for the first time and smoked five cigarettes in total at the insistence of a bald senior. Once drunk on one and a half bottles of Royal Stag, I wanted to go to the loo but could not put my foot in the floater. When I managed to put the floater on, I went to the Indian-styled loo with a cigarette in my mouth, and it fell right into the pot as I was taking a leak. When I finished, I picked up the cigarette and put it back in my mouth. Because I realised what I had just done, I started throwing up in the fields behind the house, and it took my seniors 15 minutes to find me.