Abruptly dragged out of the forbidd

Abruptly dragged out of the forbidden chasm he had entered, his fingers coiled around the neck of the cup 'Cursed fires of hell!' he swore under his breath in escalating anger. Six nights in a row - and the phenomenon was only getting worse. Why was he being affected by such thoughts and sensations? That too now, at such an inopportune moment.

Even as a man in his prime, he'd always managed to walk away from women as one would walk away from a dull statue - with apathy and disinterest. If so, why was that self-restraint not serving him well at present? Why was his mind not as steady lately? Didn't it realise that the life he'd chosen was too ominous and the paths he took too dark - to afford him the luxury of such mistakes?

This lapse was unacceptable, even if only temporary.


Still reeling from the crude awakening, Akbar glimpsed into his chalice, a sense of distaste overcoming the flavours he had been enjoying until now. 'Have they mixed something in this?'

Curtly dumping the sherbet into a potted plant nearby, he slammed the chalice upon a table on his way back to relieve some of the self-rage that'd built within.


'I am done for tonight...' the man gave his friends an abrupt explanation and stormed out of the chamber rightaway.

It was as though the person who'd been sipping a drink and savouring the night's delights until a while ago, was someone else altogether.

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Abruptly dragged out of the forbidden chasm he had entered , his fingers coiled around the neck of the cup 'Cursed fires of hell!' he swore under his breath in escalating anger. Six nights in a row - and the phenomenon was only getting worse. Why was he being affected by such thoughts and sensations ? That too now, at such an inopportune moment. Even as a man in his prime, he'd always managed to walk away from women as one would walk away from a dull statue - with apathy and disinterest. If so, why was that self-restraint not serving him well at present? Why was his mind not as steady lately? Did not it realise that the life he 'd chosen was too ominous and the paths he took too dark - to afford him the luxury of such mistakes? This lapse was unacceptable, even if only temporary. Still reeling from the crude awakening, Akbar glimpsed into his chalice, a sense of distaste overcoming the flavours he had been enjoying until now . 'Have they mixed something in this?' Curtly dumping the sherbet into a potted plant nearby , he slammed the chalice upon a table on his way back to relieve some of the self -rage that'd built within. 'I am done for tonight ... 'the man gave his friends an abrupt explanation and stormed out of the chamber rightaway . It was as though the person who'd been sipping a drink and savouring the night's delights until a while ago , was someone else altogether.