A short guy enters Deepee’s bar and sits in front of me. He asks for the liquor’s menu and more than once orders a bottle of whiskey and then gives it back. I think that he doesn’t know how to read roman characters, because he asks me to help him to understand the price of the different brands. Finally, he orders 180ml of Imperial Blue whiskey. The price is 40Rs. When the bottle arrives he sends it back again, says something in Gujarati to the waiter, and the waiter comes back with a 375ml bottle. This one costs 80Rs: in the range of 1.30€.
The guy asks for a glass and some water. He tries to open the bottle of whiskey, but the cap has a safety mechanism, and his efforts don’t succeed. He asks for my help again, while telling me that he comes from Bhavnagar. Bhavnagar is home to one of the biggest ship wrecking yards of southern Asia.
He pours a couple of centimeters of whiskey in the glass, then fills the rest with water. Drinks it while nodding his head and smiling full of excitement. Gujarat is a dry state and people drive 8 hours to come to Diu and drink some booze. Deepee’s bar is one of the dreariest places I’ve ever seen in my life.