The Bottle of Hot Wine

“I have an office party to go to”, sang Sarita merrily rushing towards the comfortable environs of the air-conditioned transport dutifully deposited at the porch by the trusty chauffeur.
“I shall be back by midnight”.
Deepak usually went through bouts of trepidation when such carefree deadlines w…

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