Heard the faint rattling noise and tried to focus on the source!
It sounded more like a glass tapping another glass and the sound was surely at close quarters!
As I was sitting on the dining table, I began to look at the furniture and fittings around!
The noise was definitely from my left side and so I walked up to the wooden showcase cum storage display!
There at the lower shelf was a smoked glass bottle which was rhythmically tapped by the edge of an electricity tester tool!
I bent to pick up the bottle and was startled to hear the bottle telling me not to touch it!
Now I was a little concerned about my mental state as I couldn't believe a bottle speaking!
Curious, I sat closer to the bottle and spoke in a pleasing tone asking for the reason!
The bottle turned around and now I was bemused to read the label on the bottle which read 👇
"Old Monk"
Don't just stare at me but do hear me out, said the bottle!
You brought me home 🏠, left me here, shut the door and left without even saying goodbye and all along am just sitting in this dark space without seeing any action that you promised!
I began to laugh which further irritated "Old Monk" and the annoyed bottle ordered me to cut the crap and answer!
I said, buddy, I am really sorry but it wasn't intentional and I just had completely forgotten your presence!
I thank you for your timely alert as there's an outing happening in the evening hours and who else, other than you can make it a lively get-together!
That probably pleased "Old Monk" and allowed me to caress and carry its container, the bottle!
Hey 'handle me with care' said the bottle and I said 👉 for sure i'm gonna handle you and the monk with care!
As the sun 🌞 set, we the oldies but still goodies assembled in the lawn and began to mow the time with our banter!
When someone remarked about Monk Life I remembered my good Old Monk and gently released the spirit out of its pack(ing)
I proudly lifted Old Monk and held the bottle high as if it was a trophy 🏆 and called out to fellow mates to taste!
In unison they said 👉 buddy we are neither Old nor a Monk to try out your 'Old Monk'
Oh that was fine with me and so I opted not to argue but to pour a stiff drink and welcome the Salsa Night 🥂
It was late in the night when me and the 'Monk' swayed into home and I joyfully placed the bottle 🍾 back in its space!
'Old Monk' winked at me and said
"Another day - Another Night buddy"
I saluted, shut the door, rolled on to the bed and began to snore 😴
*Old is Gold when Monk doesn't Bolt
