He chose love with the solemn promise that he would never drink again.....

He chose love with the solemn promise that he would never drink again. He strove hard and sincere to keep his promise. All was well with his world… But one rainy night, an ailment, a chance and the elements conspired to break his promise. His long slumbering weakness for liquor woke up to vanquish him. “I must have it”, his craving cried; his resistance broke. He lost the battle and lost love too. Liquor held sway over his life, his world, his will.