Dismay

As I made this drink for me,

the blood left my eyes,

I taste the poison leaning back,

and breath that one last sigh.

Holding this drinks, off to depths of hell I go,

Friday Evening

The cruise, amidst Arabian Sea, where booze, babes and all the possible intoxicants anyone can imagine was flowing like anything, ended, courtesy to my office party. I had nothing to do with all the three of them, courtesy to me recent one sided commitment. Wish she had been here and I had shown all of this, the water and water all around till the eye can see the party, the glamour, and the life. I was actually dying for it, but, Alas!

Hantaji, my office driver, dropped me to station. Though the way he accelerated the car made me sure that he was drunk but his denial was agreeable.

Possible Hai Boss

"Aap cigarette peete ho?", I asked the auto driver moment after I dropped the puff of my cigarette.

"Haan Sir", he said without even looking back.

"Yeh rakh lo", I said. He turned back and I handed him over my pack of cigarettes accompanied by my most fav lighter.

He opened the pack while continuing his driving and returned me back my pack.