One thing that i really hate(i don't mind using the word) is a cigarette. Smoking is one nasty habit.
A few bakeries lie in my route to the bus-stop. Apparently, these places serve to be suitable hangouts for smokers. I see a bunch of men, everyday, lighting cigarettes, beedis, consuming beverages along with smoke. Young boys, teenagers, who light cigarettes with ease.
Why would anybody want to smoke?
I find ambiguity dominating all my thoughts regarding the same. I simply cannot understand why people would want to continue with something that is injurious to their health. Even when they are aware of the serious repercussions.
I'm not trying to profess about the ill-effects of smoking. It's common sense to avoid something that'll harm us.
Cancer being one of the killer diseases, the occurance of which is enhanced by cigarette smoke. I've seen cancer patients, with grotesque faces, on my way to Christ College. The families used to alight near the Kidwai Hospital. Anxiousness writ on their faces, their vacant eyes seemed to search for hope.
There's this boy, who used to sell flowers to us. He used to push his cart along the length of our road, in the evenings, calling out in a loud voice. Mother has bought flowers from him many times. Now, i see the same boy lighting a cigarette.
Where is the spirit that steers us away from the wrongs in life? That which enables us to lead a better life....