This happens more than 30 years ago. As usual we had a drink, but unfortunately ran out of liquor around midnight. So we were desperate to find some, and someone said let's go to 'such and such' place and, he direct me to go in to those rural narrow gravel tracks away from main roads. I was drunk, and not shy to put the pedal to metal. At last I saw some people in distance, so my navigator told me that is the spot (hora pot eka ). So I drove to that place and had a screeching halt, but nobody there . We cant believe our eyes, because at least 8-10 people were there when I first saw them. So we all came out of my jeep (yes of course, a 4DR5 which is the same model as our local police jeep)
We wait there for about 5 minutes and then someone came out of a little house nearby, and ask 'mahaththayalaa kaawada hoyanne ?? Then I introduce myself ( I usually use my grandfather's name and said MAMA ",,,," MAHATHTHAYAAGE GEDARIN," Then he come closer and ask me what I want ? So when I said I want some "seel arakku" he said the man who sells liquor ran away with his customers and his stock, he may not come back again tonight because he thought it was the POLICE JEEP.
