Smoke here, smoke there, smoke everywhere, with every breath, fumes gushes out of the lips. The slender, sleek thing getting slowly burned and with that burns your desires and hopes. Its lusty, thirsty throat, dry lips seeks nothing but that one puff which quenches all your thirst. The heart beating gets faster and you are high on emotions, yeah, its that one puff which touches all your senses making you numb.
Like a fire catching the forest and gripping the vast greenery with its flames leaving a bunch of ash, this sleek sexy thing too slowly catch your soul before arresting your body and then you are handcuffed for the rest of your life yearning to take that one puff and before you realize, there is again a bunch of ashes lying on your bed with a white sheet covering it. One puff before you close your eyes at night and one puff after you wake up in the morning is more than enough to show you the path to darkness. And, yes, sometimes dark is killing and it kills with a vengeance. Whether it’s an intoxicated dark room with loud music and senseless bodies moving or a lonely room on a bed, the plot thickens and the vision gets blurred with smoke all around.
Sometimes, the astray looks like a graveyard with skeletons all around and yes souls wandering nearby to take that one puff to see the reflection of themselves in the astray. But then, no one realizes what they see, that’s the beauty of that one puff, it makes you forget the reality and what appears in front of you is a colourful illusion. An illusion powerful enough to take the soul out of your body someday. But then, who cares??
One more evening, countless emotions, pain gripping the body, and there’s one more death you want to die, every moment, every passing day. Rest your body, open the packet, take out your “life” from the packet, burn it and take that one puff and SMOKE IT AWAY….
