Solitary rendezvous with the insoluble solvent

However mysterious the title seems, believe you me the truth beneath the experience of actually leafing through its real life pages is more revealing than ever.
Maintaining the balance on the ropes of threshold named life, if I put it dramatically; I think everyone breaks down on the urge for soaring high with wings of imagination. And so did me. As per the classical notion which says lucratively for this addiction as “that paramount of joy which knows no bars, no limits, no ages; just leaving you paralysed with its alluring sanguinary”, who wouldn’t be lured ? Speaking about addiction, with it being so high and so strong, often compelling you to erase everything; even the fear of facing its repercussions.
Now after making enough build up for the main attraction of my story, it’s time to peel the mask off my role in this gavotte of lure and addiction.
Flourishing on one side is this diva, and on the other side it’s me basking in the ambience of just the mere thought of this seductive analgesic. Analgesic, whose backdrop has been cocktailed with romance over the years in our very own Mills & Boons, is nothing else but... but...but... but....wait for it
Yes....BOOZING
BOOZE, the word itself adds so much depth that even spelling it out drives you crazy to reach the unforgettable era of joy.
By becoming the perfect host to almost all girl night outs, late night pyjama parties, acting as the best companion in time of solace and sorrows, it has enlightened almost all our lives. Isn’t it ???
I think I already got the affirmation from all the girls on thisJ.
After spilling out my heart in the above few lines, I have already mirrored myself to let out all my feelings for the sanguinary caused by the deadly evil. But lemme tell you, this feeling is not with which I started. And with this, I would like to associate the famous saying “the first impression is the last impression”, but to be true I think it’s just the opposite.
For me impression is a form which is not monotonous, it changes its mould from time to time.
If I start with the curtain raiser, I would envy the aperitif packaged in the bottle served in all the high profile parties and with men going nuts after it. I mean which girl on the earth would like it? Men snatched by someone else, no.... this is the last thing any girl would want in this world to happen :-)
So, half paralysed with this feeling unknowingly I printed the initial footstep towards my first rendezvous with the insoluble solvent.
Well to start with, it was a flight where the distance between me and her was less than 5 metres. Ting tong, sounded the bell and the man sitting next to me ordered a “bear” and within next few seconds, here she was, transitioned from the vicinity of air hostess to finally rest in the arms of the person who ordered it. It would be shameful for me to explain what satisfaction he felt having her lid opened to let the melted archangel finally touch his taste buds and made him moan with pleasure.
Disgusting was the word which came to my mind that time which I carried safely till my first cruise party. The party was a blast and not at all a saraband; anywhere you could see were legs hammering the dance floor and faces matching the expressions with every stroke caused by them. And here she was again, disguise in though, hiding behind a very good layer of soft drink. “Whisky” asked one of my friends and I shook my head. But then to see them all murmuring the stories of its galvanic stimulations, I finally nodded in affirmation. Drastically enough, she was in my hands. Without even trying to make a gesture of drinking it, my brain signalled me to sniffle it first and which I did. To be honest, I could have puked the second I smelled it. But the drive was intense to taste the Satan who steals out everything in the parties. With shivering body I parted my lips to finally let her pass though the tongue making a straight way to my taste buds. The second it entered there, the straw seemed to be a solenoid which transfused the electric current in me.
Miscalculating it to be a sojourn, I snuggled into a cosy friend’s space, but the Satan had done its job. The very next scene I was galumphing with pleasure and experienced the same paramount of joy. Even becoming a victim of bleary eyes, I could feel what besotting it causes to the men wanting it.
And the next morning I didn’t wake myself up to the shame of gauche caused by the Bourbon. Have I mentioned before; “Addiction being so high and so strong, often compelling you to erase everything; even the fear of facing its repercussions”. Hehehe
So that was rendezvous with “Whisky” which is friends to all, and I would name it the fame of the game, be it for old, for young or for anyone.
Second meeting or we should probably say by now solitary rendezvous was with my old friend. It was a night out at disc and there she was curtained behind the clouds of smoke and dance floor lights. The same unforgettable and disgusting old friend.
“BEAR” Mam asked the bartender and past was no longer retrospection, it transitioned into the present. Without wasting a moment, I surrendered myself to the offer placed to me. And then making the liquid heat roll into my mouth, thus warming up every untouched corner, I wouldn’t have mind to sabotage everything I had, just to sustain that warmth for a little longer. So I take all my words back for misaddressing the incomparable insolvable solvent. I would name it truth of the youth, as anywhere you go you’ll find it to be part of their lives.
Then off and on, I met others colours of the same family but no one seems so perfect until the deadly lady came into the picture. A lady who is so ravishing that not even men but even women want to be caressed by her.
This was my last but I would say the best rendezvous with the sanguinary Satan.
It was a social gathering with people sipping the gossips with every glare at the stunning “RED WINE”. Had I not been intimated by its lustrous stories, I wonder would I have tasted it? Anyways who cares? I ordered myself a RED WINE, and unlike others she made me wait for long until we were well acquainted.
There she came, beautifully draped in a sleek sheen body of glass placed solely on the black Saturn tray. Entry so magnificent, that even the most gorgeous heroines wearing designer wear gowns walking on the red carpets would be sidelined by her. Now I know why all the men fantasize about her. Well no matters how much envy it causes to us ladies; we are also not untouched by her charisma. So I would name her the girl of everyone’s dreams.
Unfair enough on my part, if I explain right now what I felt when I finally let her inside me.
Hehehehe.
So all you people go and experience it on your own!!!And with this, I wrap up for all of us to say
Three Cheers to All our Boozing parties!!!!!!