“One classic regular please…”, I ordered ……My life is not so regular in itself as this brand of cigarette is regular in my life ….why do I smoke??
Everyday I burn my solemn promises to myself not to burn my lungs…..but why??
I don’t know why …….probably it teaches me the theory of life….it teaches me the way to live my life.
My favorite brand pipe is between my lips and as I light it up there starts my life burning from one end.
With my first puff, I forget everything else , I feel like on the top of the world and I get the same feeling as my life starts unmindful of the sufferings of this cruel world.
Afterwards my life starts to move at the same pace as my burning pipe…it all depends on my capacity that how much I can live & how much I can inhale………
With every single breathe my life & my cigarette both are getting shorter….but I can’t stop breathing & I can’t quit smoking.
For now my cigarette is between my fingers as I am talking to my friend but it is still burning…….still getting shorter ….same with my life ..no matter if I am not interested in it , it will move at its pace…….it’ll go on without waiting for me to take interest in itself as my cigarette doesn’t wait for me…
I inhale up to my capacity and with my last puff I let out a cloud of smoke….and….i watch it going up in the air …and….the ashes lying down on the ground…..pretty reminiscent of my life , there are times when I want to go up ,I want to socialize , I want to share my happiness and there are times when I want to be alone , I am sad , I don’t want to share my agony , feeling dejected……the two sides of my life like “smoke & ashes”.
Now I am left with nothing …I am finished with my cigarette but the part of cigarette from where I hold it , is still in my hand …my cigarette ends here….and my life..i m finished with my life …death is embracing me …my life ends here……….
With each puff I enjoyed my cigarette ….With each breathe I enjoyed my life….
That’s the philosophy of life……my cigarette conveyed me.
My literal tribute to my cigarette ….
“I have noticed some nasty lines written there that cigarette is injurious to my health ,to my life, to my existence…..but I know that my life , my existence is far more injurious to the existence of cigarette….one cigarette just takes 72 seconds of my life but in that 72 seconds I take the whole life of a cigarette…certainly I am more injurious………….
I WILL BET MY OWN EXISTENCE TO SAVE YOUR EXISTENCE…..”
This thought of mine is dedicated to one of my friend very close to my heart but closer to classic regular.
p.s.-smoke at your own risk.
8 comments:
confessions of a real dangerous mind.
seems like a word of a valetudinarian, believe me u have lots of things to offer to this world
on the lighter side, really u r getting better with each blog
really FANTABULOUS
"haar fikr ko dhuye mein udata chala"
a real class act this one is.
there are many points u've touched that r of supreme thought.
but dear smoking kills...
so f*** what...:)
wat a amazing imaginations.....when i perused the first para...this totally sunk me in feelings and made a little bit movement in my stagnant heart...verily saying...this is the the best among all u've written...."faad diya yar"..... waiting for the next one.
"Collar ko thoda sa upar chadha ke,cigarrete ke dhuen ka chhalla bana ke"....hehe. These lines have inspired many to burn their lives and so will your blog. Coz you have stated as you light up your cigarrete and take the first puff,you tend to forger every thing else. This will make all the frustated cases(and there are many here) to turn to sutta. Your blog is injurious to society.
SHOCKED ???
Was just kidding. Its a nice piece of work. And i know who's the one you are talking about in your blog.
Even i want him to slow down a bit.
i had til nw only heard tht u r a gr8 writer..bt 2day i realised y every1 said so...U CAN MAKE ORDINARY EXTRAORDINARY..! u hav immense talent!
bewafa mehboob se toh cigerette acchi hai... dil ko jalaati hai par hothon se toh lagti hai...
just a thot.
neways...gr8 going.
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है,
देखना है जोर कितना बाजुए कातिल में है ।
करता नहीं क्यों दुसरा कुछ बातचीत,
देखता हूँ मैं जिसे वो चुप तेरी महफिल मैं है ।
रहबर राहे मौहब्बत रह न जाना राह में
लज्जत-ऐ-सेहरा नवर्दी दूरिये-मंजिल में है ।
यों खड़ा मौकतल में कातिल कह रहा है बार-बार
क्या तमन्ना-ए-शहादत भी किसी के दिल में है ।
ऐ शहीदे-मुल्को-मिल्लत मैं तेरे ऊपर निसार
अब तेरी हिम्मत का चर्चा ग़ैर की महफिल में है ।
वक्त आने दे बता देंगे तुझे ऐ आसमां,
हम अभी से क्या बतायें क्या हमारे दिल में है ।
खींच कर लाई है सब को कत्ल होने की उम्मींद,
आशिकों का जमघट आज कूंचे-ऐ-कातिल में है ।
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है,
देखना है जोर कितना बाजुए कातिल में है ।
yeh wla to khatarnaak hi tha khanna!!! meri agli muvi ke dialogues likhoge kya???
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