The fourth peg wisdom

A happy marriage creates a good writer while the terrible one pours greatness in them. Note it down it’s a third peg wisdom, said Trevor to Wright before enjoying the first sip of his fourth peg.

Wright laughed and said, this must be some pretty good scotch; you skipped the first and second peg wisdom to directly impart the third.

Trevor smiled and kept staring at the bottle. He then looked towards Wright and said that it takes him three pegs to get the wisdoms out. Generally first peg wisdom is more of a fact and second is something vaguely intriguing.

He again stared at the bottle and said “Do you know the difference between Whiskey and Whisky without the vowel ‘e’, Mr. Wright?”

“Is there?” asked Wright.

“Indeed it is. Scotch is the whisky without vowel ‘e’. Scotts believe that saying the extra vowel ‘e’ waste good whisky time” replied Trevor while gulping down a slice of green apple, his favorite companion of whisky.

Wright just raised his glass in admiration. He guessed it was the wisdom of a fact. He lowered his glass but not his eyes. His eyes were in anticipation of the second wisdom.

“You see Wright, whatever trash they babble about the whisky but the truth be told, it is more similar to life than any other substance. For instance it does not remain same with time, tastes bitter at first, others crave for it but it knows itself that it is just a decomposing material. Believe me my dear, whisky is the most apt simile for life. I guess that is why no good poet was ever a teetotaller.”

Another fact, it must not be the second wisdom; thought Wright to himself.

Trevor is a sixty two years man of varied knowledge ranging from whisky to people. This comes from his brief stints in different realms of life. He began as a government engineer, left his job and started his own construction firm. He tried other businesses and fought local elections hoping to make it to the congress.

Trevor hired Wright as manager in his firm 7 years ago and after today for the first time he invited him over his home for spending some quality hours in the evening.

Why do we call it doggie pose although all animals do it the same way, Trevor was in no mood to leave his wisdom to himself.

Wright pondered and said that is a good observation, never thought about it.

Loyalty my friend loyalty, dog’s loyalty has earned him the respect from the mankind that they named one of their favorite acts after him.

Wright laughed and said probably this was the second peg wisdom. Trevor just nodded in affirmation.

“Sir, what is that legal kind of document fitted on the top of a designer cabinet placed in your corridor before bedroom.” asked Wright with little fear in his mind of crossing the line for questioning. But then he realised that whisky will take the blame.

That my dear is the ‘Game of Divorce’ Trevor smiled and replied.

Trevor looked at Wright’s face expressions and did not wait for the question to pop up and started explaining after gulping the last sip of his peg and gesturing Wright to make a new one.

“Basically its not something very important, just two signatures trying to prove to be mightier than my marriage for the past 35 years. When me and wife were freshly wedded and wounded, there used to be lot of quarrels over lot of issues. Every fight used to culminate with the wish of divorce by one of us.

Then one day while we were in jocular mood we asked our attorney to provide us with legal documents for divorce that we just have to sign and submit in court so that we can separate our ways legally. We ordered a designer 3 layer cabinet with glass covering on the top where the divorce document be placed. The game was started with a simple rule that whenever our fight will culminate into a wish for divorce then the person wishing for divorce would go and sign the paper. Then the other person had to sign it too.

“After signing the document, the condition was to spend our last night together by long drive and a home cooked meal, happily doing stuff which we both liked but laying awake for the whole night without saying those things which would hurt the other person, then the next morning person wishing for divorce would submit the paper in the court and the game would be over.” Trevor took a small sip after saying his yet another classic life handling solution.

“But Sir the document doesn’t look 35 years old.” enquired Wright.

“Nor is the cabinet my dear. There was also a second rule of the game. If the person wishing for divorce didn’t submit the paper in the court next morning then that person had to lock that paper in the cabinet.” smiled Trevor to himself.

“Our three layered cabinet got full recently, so wife just got the new cabinet and of course another fresh document. Our combined signature also could never defeat our marriage. Just like a true scotch, the effect of the marriage was never felt in the moment but always gave the sweet hangover.

Wright just raised his glass in admiration and got his fourth peg wisdom.