He was a jolly good fellow and that is why I kept such a title for this story. Every night, he used to, religiously, bring us little alcohol to drink mixed with some soft drink. He has such an accurate knowledge about his stuff, man I was impressed.
He’s a millionaire, by wallet and heart both. One day he took me to show his 100+ years old villa. It’s was old Portuguese style villa in the heart of the city surrounded by as little garden. Then he took me his warehouse where he stocks the bottles. You name it and he has it. From local Fenny to single malt whiskey, he had it all.
Then, he shared his life story with me. He told me that he is a self-made man. Although, he was from a very wealthy family, he never took any monetary favors from his millionaire parents. This touched my heart and really, he was a down to Earth person and whole of the South Goa knows him well. He’s quite a celebrity there.
Dean, I can never forget you. You’re a true Goan dude, always helping, smiling and living in good times.