Addiction - Part 2

The guy stared at my friend with absolutely no expression on his face giving away the slightest clue on what was going on in this mind. Was he pitying the unfortunate state of my friend, was he wondering how anyone could get into such mess, maybe he was thanking god that he is much well off than the person he is staring at. I doubt any of these though, I think he was just simply staring with a blank mind, eating the banana his by-stander gave him.
Sight at medical college psychiatry ward was much better than the emergency ward. Everyone seemed fine except for the person I went to visit. Hands and legs tied to the four corners of the bed. Murmuring something which made absolute no sense. He had not eaten for the third consecutive day. Liquid food forcefully fed through a thin pipe going through his nose. Surrounded by friends and family, but he did not see a familiar face. A person who has been hit with the less commonly known and experienced child of addiction, the withdrawal syndrome. Parentage accepted by alcohol in this case.
I stepped 2 steps close to him, silently prayed to god for his well being, stepped back 2 steps, watched around, my help was not needed there. Went back home. I am not a believer of Him.

PS: The guy is fine now. :) Hopefully seen last of his favourite old companion.

Addiction - Part 1

Started with a peg yesterday, I don't know when. I got here (at work), bought half a bottle of rum, had it with the guys here. Went through another after that n a quarter still. And then He comes with the British one. I can still recognise my mom, wife, sis after all these. Nobody had a clue if I drank. Had dinner, slept peacefully, woke up 4:30 with the thirst to have another drink; Wife slept silently beside, did not want to wake her - can anybody guess why. Without making a sound, i poured one, drank it, sip or gulp ... who cares! Then the wife in sleep knew i was not beside her; I was not in her grasp. She whispered 'where r u...?' I replied in a stern tone 'Cant piss in peace?!'. She went quite again. I poured the next and again; by now it was quite obvious why i am not back in the bed. Did not wake up till 10 the morning. A bath at half pat 10 and a bit of breakfast; I am back to work. As industrious as ever....

An episode of addiction? Please tell me when you seen someone who has not had an addiction ever! This is one of the best person I have ever met in my life with reasons which does not belong to the title here....