The tribal people dropped on the floor one after the other and their women moved them away from the fire. There were only a few of the men stood in their feet which included a few warm blooded youngsters, the tribal leader and Arasu. They kept drinking and dancing in the village while the others passed out one by one. The cattles were sleeping in a standing position and the calves were butting in the udder of their mothers and drank milk all night with their newly emerged little tooth. The heavy roar escaped from the mouth of Arasu got the attention of the youngsters and he kept drinking like there would be no tomorrow. He emptied five pots full of booze and danced with his mouth open in joy. The youngsters became jealous on seeing how lively Arasu enjoyed his life and they grabbed handfu
