Puffing Life away.........

The other day i was watching two of my friends smoking... and i was transported to another place... to another time.........
Midnight.......A man in terrible pain,clutching his chest.....a woman desperately trying to do something to ease his pain... Two old people wanting to help but not knowing what to do......... In the midst of all this confusion no-one seemed to notice a little girl hiding behind the curtains, watching helplessly.... The little girl watches as the man is put in the car and rushed to the hospital..... She is in total panic... Till then the little girl thought that nothing would change the happy atmosphere that she was used to.... And in a matter of minutes her entire fairy world was shattered........ So many questions came pouring into her mind... Questions that she could not find the answers to... Questions that even with the answers were too difficult to comprehend......... She spends the entire night in silent terror...waiting for some news that she hoped was not gonna change her world forever... She starts praying... something that she never really believed till then.. but then she didnt want to take a chance with not praying bcoz shes heard a lot about God answering the prayers of people who are good... She promises god that she would always be good.. Only make her daddy alright......... Dawn breaks.. And she gets the news that her daddy is alright... She thanks God n heaves a sigh of relief.... But then the fear never really leaves her........

There are some things that affect the people around more than the person himself....Habits are hard to break.. Worse still are addictions... Its surprising how easy it is to get involved in something.. You think you have the control... But then the addiction starts taking control and you are left with no option but to succumb..... It starts driving you and even if you want to get away from it you simply cannot....... Maybe its fun... Maybe it gives you a status... Maybe it gives u momentary pleasure....

"What is the point in living for a hundred years without having any fun in life???? Better to live only for 50 or 60 years n have all the fun... Also u never know what is gonna happen tomorrow.. then why waste life???" this is what most of my smoking friends ask me.... Let me tell you my dear friends , the 10 or 20 years may not matter now... But there will be a time when u reach the age of 50 and you see your children grow up... For every extra day that u get, u will be thankful n u keep hoping that your days dont run out and u live to see another sunrise and get to spend another night putting your grandchildren to sleep with their favourite bedtime story.....

Maybe if this post makes any of my friends reconsider what they are doing even for a minute...
I would consider my objective fulfilled.....

Adieu.......

Back then it was fun.... Spending the entire day in school without having to attend classes.....The endless shopping trips to get a new saree...The planning and re-planning .... The blue and white atmosphere taking on a colourful look.. The ceaseless singing and dancing and enjoying......... Back then Farewell was just an entry point into the fascinating and eagerly awaited world of college... I never really understood what farewell meant...........

College was not very different... There was still nothing more to life than having fun and having a good time... The end of college meant the end of good times... the end of college meant no more late night parties or no more wild impulsive acts... The end of college meant taking on responsibilities...Back then it was a little unsettling... The endless promises to always keep in touch... The solemn decisions to meet in the near future... The tears.. The hugs.. The kisses.. The promises that I knew would never be kept. Farewell hurt a little cause I was old enough to understand that moving on in life meant things would never be the same again... I thought I grew up.... I thought i was old enough to understand that this was what life was about.. Back then I thought i understood what Farewell meant.........

Now... as I bid adieu to you... I realize that i’ve never really understood anything till now... Farewell is indeed a heavy burden to bear.........

If there is something called “the other world” I hope you get the best of that.........

FAREWELL MY DEAR FRIEND..............