In A Dry State: Day-1

I am in a 'dry state' due to my new job assignment and i would like to mention my experiences( out of the office only).

  After a night without dinner, woke up to see the wall clock in my hotel room striving towards 12, a shock that  only stayed on for next 30 secs as my mobile phone showed 7.30. A breathe and again i tried going back to sleep. But a stomach full of hunger didn't let me. I went down the hotel room for food, as no food is served by the hotel people. The first of  the persons i eyed on were ladies dressed in typical Gujarati wear,selling sweet potatoes in heaps. And they were the ones sober. As three out of the ten people i came across were drunkards, yes, in a dry state. Smuggling  alcohol to this part of the state is easy, this being close to the boarder with MP, the nearby state.

How do you survive
in a state, where rain reigns
for a period shorter than a memory
to be called sweet?

In a place
where three out of ten
people you meet in the morning are drunkards
and rotten coconut water is sold
in 50 rupees with pride-
you never prepared me for this,
while letting me eat your breasts
and pouring me the best of the wines
from your eyes- you ruined me!

How would i not get lost
in a city where roads get entangled with everything
absolutely for nothing
when the only thing i marked in my mind
is you-your sight and smell, love and hatred