Staying alone in country like India and on top of it in city like Mumbai has its own advantage for people who start thinking on weird stuff when they don’t have anything productive to do. Fortunately or unfortunately I categorize myself in that category. Shining sun started warning all Mumbaikars (that’s what we call people who stay in Mumbai like New Yorker’s) about summer arrival. On one Sunday afternoon after my normal chores I was feeling extremely bored. Even my laptop was not able to help me to uplift my mood. That was the time when one weird thought popped up inside my little lazy mind. And to think about it I realized this was the best and interesting thought in months and I can certainly brainstorm it further (brainstorm sounds too cliché if you are in IT industry……trust me even I dislike usage of this word). I know you guys must be thinking what is it the thought I am talking about so patience my dear “no readers”.
I am little confused soul when it comes to love. Listening to love stories is quite boring (and let me admit here sometimes they dramatize it so much that I feel jealousJ) Well that’s not the point. Point is every person seems to be so much in love but eventually everyone becomes neutral about their feelings (one of my friend told me nothing is permanent, even your feeling) So while so many love stories were wrestling in my tiny winy head that out of frustration my mind shouted loudly that “Love is Bloody Cigarette” and to think about it I was like yeah sure it is the perfect comparison!!!
As we all know we smoke even though we know it is slow poison and we will end up in hospital fighting with cancer, but we love to smoke or can I say we can not quit (without patch, exceptions ruled out right now). Same happens with Love. Love is slow and steady poison (it is actually worst than cigarette. At least when you are fighting for survival of your lungs you know it is because of smoking but love plays so smartly that one never blames love for anything). Cigarette gives you pleasure till the time you have that lighted stick in your mouth and Love gives you worldly pleasure till the time you are with someone. Once you get addicted to smoking you are capable of only changing the brand of the stick (exactly as in love, when addicted to being love you can change partner to re-discover pleasure…that’s love addiction). I know there are exceptions in both the cases but even those are mirror images. We quit smoking because we are determined to do that and our freeing ourselves from all worldly things indicates we are quitting being loved and loving someone. You might ask how I can say this and why I am saying this. I have answer for this too :) Person quits worldly desires when they realize that nothing is constant and at the end nothing matters. Everything is just an illusion J
They say passive smoking kills. Exactly the case with love too!!! Passive Lovers dies quickly compared to Active Lovers (hey don’t think corrupt. Passive Lovers equals to people who are in one sided relationships and people who are not in love at all and Active Lovers equals to Love addicts). But at the end what matters is you are happy.
Verdict: “Love is Bloody Cigarette” in every form. But at the end what matters is whether you are happy or not. So if being any of these (Active Smoker or Passive Smoker or Active Lover or Passive Lover) makes you happy then I will say keep Smoking OR Keep Loveing (tried to sound and write similar to Smoking)
