The Ineffable Cup of Tea.

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OFS 78


He tapped it thrice on the tip of his fingernail before lighting it up.

Hiding behind dark shades, he exhaled the smoke profusely, engulfing in a bout of incessant laughter.
"Who is He?" I asked the waiter serving tea.
"Ah! A lunatic who comes here every evening, to smoke reefer." He replied, looking at him in disgust.
“May I sit here?” I cautiously tried to invade his privacy.
“Yes! What do you want man?” He asked irritatedly.
“To help you!” I smiled.

Raising him the sedative-laced tea, I signalled the surrounding men from the rehabilitation centre to take position.


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