Reblogged from Abode of Horus:
It was an unusually sultry Saturday night. He went to sleep late, after spending the hours in front of the two screens – TV and his laptop. He thought he would be oblivious to the proceeding of the night. But he woke up, with perspiration dotting his forehead, the throat dry and an unusual emptiness inside. Hand went out; in the darkness of the room he searched for the bottle.
Something I wrote years back - thought about sharing it again !!
any other jewels you want to share specially from old stock?