His drinks are with us whenever we are sad or happy. Now he needs us. Please save Mallya’s kingfisher air. Drink his liquid gold above your normal capacity.
No matter how high the sky is, how deep the ocean is, how strong the wind is, how wide the river is, I just wanna tell you… it’s none of your business.
Alcohol is not in my Vodkabulary. However, I looked it up on Whiskeypedia and learnt that if you drink too much of it, you’re Brandyed a Gin in social circles!
