I Am Cigarette





Prateek Jain


 
© Copyright 2018 by Prateek Jain



 
Photo of a man smoking a cigarette.

I AM cigarette And I AM yours…..

This story is about me, I am a cigarette… Everyone wants me… Many people pretend as if I am their first girlfriend, many of them treat me as a bad habit, and yet all of them want me badly and madly.

When I say "Everybody", there is no limit, no boundaries, no category, and no age limit to my fascination.
Because where ever you go, you find me at your SERVICE……………

I exist just because of my beloved, and why not… In those intimate moments when they KISS me, I never push my lovers back, and even if I do so, it’s when I end up flamed, but then there’s a new one waiting for you always…

Day and night you try to find out time to meet me… I know people put me on first priority… In office hours, every time people find time to meet me for at least a minute, an hour. Early in the morning, it’s not wives who are enquired into by men, but ME. No matter how tensed they are, it’s me who gives them the immediate relief. I am with you in grief and joy and provide you with immediate relief and ecstasy.

And I don’t think that compared to others, I am decreasing your weight of wallet…
And you can even share me with your friends; you never hear a single word from me. In every condition, I am a profitable decision for every human being… Let’s talk about it one by one: 

Indian Government - 121 crore population. Let’s take 20% of them daily use me… 24.4 crore are my daily customers. If you want me to stop loving you, don’t you think it will be direct attack on government statistic? Let’s talk about my elder sister, BEER!! There is a very huge planning of other countries to dislocate our economic system with the help of my sister because mainly BEER is manufactured in China and USA. But I am sure that in comparison between me and my elder sister, I am the mostly consumed and demanded… And all this just because of those who love me.  I love them so Much…

Creators - Don’t you think if you will discontinue loving me then what happen about those people who earn their bread and butter because of me, by making me?

Youngsters – When you are alone, your girlfriend is not with you, you want to kill your loneliness what do you do???? Yes you are correct - you take me out from your pocket and blow me because if you call your girlfriend, she will take time to come and if you read a book, it also has many pages… So, if you want me to entertain you, you just blow me ones and then you automatically know what to do next, and still if you are not satisfied, just try once more… After all, I live inside your pocket…

Enemies - Yes I also have enemies. They are those people who never try to kiss me or don’t want to do so… Don’t know why? But I hate them badly. Do you know what I do to them? I spread myself in the air and get mixed to them… They never give me a chance to kiss them, but I make them inhale myself passively through those who love me, and I go directly in their LUNGS… That’s me and my style. I love every one whether he loves me or loves me not.

You know, those who love me, love me badly, they want me very badly. To acquire me they even become beggars in my love…

I can prove it…

Let me explain, whenever you buy me, you never buy me alone, you need a MATCH BOX too to flame me. Many people don’t take pains to buy it. And to acquire it, you have to beg either from shop keeper or from your friend or else you need to stop someone on street and request him for the same…

Conclusion- In my love dear, you make yourself beggar “So sweet of you”…

Whatever the world may say but my lovers never forget to meet me…

This I like about you and I also miss you very much at the shop on roadside, in your room at the hidden place that even you parents don’t know, in your car deck and in your pocket, in a pack of twenty cigarettes room where I wait for you looking very fabulous in white top and light orange skirt…

BUT something I want to share with my lovers from the bottom of my heart…

I have some questions for my Lovers:

“WHY DON’T they SHARE ME WITH their NEAREST AND DEAREST ones?”

“WHY DO THEY AT TIMES COMPLAIN TO THIER FATHER, ‘PLEASE STOP SMOKING BECAUSE IT’S INJURIOUS TO YOUR HEALTH’; IF THEY LOVE ME MADLY THEN WHY DO THEY STOP HIM?”

“WHY DON’T THEY SHARE ME WITH THEIR CHILDREN?”

“WHY DO THEY ALWAYS ADVICE THEIR CHILDREN THAT IT IS A VERY BAD HABIT? IF IT REALLY IS, WHY YOU LOVE ME A LOT?”

WHY DO THEY STOP ME TO KISS THEIR WIFE’S LIPS WHEN SHE IS PREGNANT? BUT THEY SMOKE SITTING NEXT TO HER, WHEN SHE IS SLEEPING?”

“WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SEARCH FOR A FRIEND TO SMOKE WITH YOU? IF I AND YOU ARE SUFFICIENT FOR EACH OTHER?”

“WHY YOU ALWAYS ASK YOUR FRIEND, ‘ARE YOU A SMOKER’ WHEN YOU DON’T WANT TO SHARE ME?”

“WHY DO YOU STOMP OVER ME THE MOMENT I’M FULLY CONSUMED? IF YOU DON’T DO IT AND PUT ME INTO A GARBAGE, OR ON THE ROAD? JUST THINK ABOUT ME, WHAT A COLLECTION I WOULD HAVE MADE OF YOURS… HAVE YOU COLLECTED ME FROM DAY ONE?”

“ONE THOUSAND OF MY INDIAN LOVERS STOP SMOKING EVERY DAY - BY DYING… THATS SO BAD, YOU SHOULD TAKE ME IN A LIMIT AND I WON’T KILL YOU BUT YOU WILL BE ALWAYS ON REST AND YOU CAN ACCOMPANY ME THERE ALWAYS”

I know I have some bad effects too… 

I destroy your lungs badly… Cover your lungs by TAR, and your lungs will not work properly.

I prevent your mouth from opening up, and then you will never be able eat anything properly.

You never stand in your group after smoking because you release bad odor from your mouth. 

You never run or walk quickly as I don’t permit your lungs to do so. 

And many more things, but “WHO CARE’S FOR THAT… DO YOU??”

Ohhhhh!!! I just got fumed… Not to worry, a new ME is coming soon to you… Look into your pocket… I know I am irresistible…



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