84 mm OF PEACE
This… right here, whatever I am writing will have a lot mistakes because as I type, I can hardly see my computer screen.
Its 3:34 in the night or in the morning whatever way you see it. The music in my room is so damn loud that I can’t even listen to my own inner voice. I can’t see the computer screen or even that the door is closed or opened because of the smoke. It’s so dark outside and the only source of light as I can see from my bed is my computer screen. My whole room has turned into an ash tray, I can’t see any books or clothes all I can see, feel, smell and imagine is ash and cigarette buds all around me. I am typing very slow… very slow… because my right hand is preoccupied.
To anyone looking at me it would seem like I am living in a hell, this room is a complete mess. But as I see it, it’s very peaceful and relaxing. So what makes me feel like this? It’s not like my exams are over or I have achieved what I wanted in life and so it doesn’t matter what’s around me anymore. The thing that makes this mess so peaceful for me is a very small white colored stick. So what is my right hand occupied with? Some would say its slow poison, some would say its death, and some would say it’s the worst habit in this world, but as I see it, its 84 mm of peace for me.
On a packet of cigarettes the words that are given the most importance are “CIGARETTE SMOKING IS INJURIOUS TO HEALTH”, they are written in bold letters and on the front, inside a box. And as I bought my first packet of peace those were the first words I read, but at that time I was so raveled with something else that I thought let it be and as I took the first puff those words slowly started fading away. Now I don’t even look at them or even if I do it all seems a joke to me.
Though I am still new to world of smokers but a lot of times it seems as if this is the thing I was looking for and in this small period of time I’ve learned some interesting and important rules about smoking like (as one of my non-smoker friend said) “irrespective of the direction of wind the smoke always goes towards the non-smoker’s face”. Rules like never light-up your last cigarette, I don’t share the same cigarette with anyone. I don’t know about other people why they smoke? May be some do it when they are tensed, some do it to show others that they can, a few don’t think about the question “why?” and some do it just for fun or to satisfy their zeal of “trying everything in life at least for once”, but as I see it, I do it for peace. It calms down all the chaos around me.
So I hope that all the smokers know the best thing about a cigarette (and non-smokers… please don’t bother you can never understand it) but the worst thing is that it lasts only for a few minutes.
