The soft amber glow of lights in a dimly lit bar cast a long shadow across the corner table. Kabir, once the happiest soul, now sat there with almost no emotion. His face was filled with tiredness, while his eyes were red with pain. His hand trembled with intoxication and pain as he picked up the Nth glass and gulped down that bitter liquid. The burning sensation ran sharply down his throat, almost making him gag.

But did he care?