Smoker

I don’t know exactly when i started smoking regularly, or when i became addict. But i still remember the day when i voluntarily smoked my first cigarette. It was a summer in Mumbai; i was 16 that time, one fine day while one of my visits to JUHU beach i decided to smoke as no one was there who knew me, so no fear of getting caught. I went to a betel shop and purchased a cigarette it was NAVY CUT still remember the brand as after that i don’t remember how many i have smoked.  A very nice after noon on the beach little croud and waves were hitting the shore again n again. After taking the cigarette i tried to lit it will all sort of movie commercials and stunts i have seen but none of the match was able to light it. I thought that because the wind is blowing so high i am unable to light it. After wasting around 20 sticks i was still hopeful that i can lit it but then i noticed that the shopkeeper is staring at me and by know he has came to know that i didn’t know how to light a cigarette and that i am not a smoker. My whole existence as a smoker was in danger as i thought that he will take the cigarette and will scold me also, but i tried to manage somehow and gave him a smile he just saw me in anger, pointed his figure to come close and lit the match and said “huuh” but still it was not lighted so he said “kheecho”(take the smoke in). This was the lesson 1 that i learned on my first day of smoking. “To light a cigarette one has to take the smoke in”. Before that day i hated drugs and even after smoking that cigarette i didn’t felt that i am getting addict to it. Even after so many years of this incidence i never smoked a cigarette and always felt that i have won the war against cigarette..........

To be continued ..