50TH STORY...................
I inhaled it
once again, closed my eyes, felt the air and exhaled the cloud of white dense
heaven. It went up, and up and then disappeared like it never existed.
I looked
down and thought, ‘This is heaven,
between my fingers, slowly burning its own soul to give pleasure to its owner, sacrifice. Heaven in just 10 bugs!’ I
smiled and took in the air through it again.
They call it
poison, they call it death, but they don’t know that to reach heaven, death is
the ticket.
Once more I took
in the breath of this magic stick, enjoyed it and let it enjoyed by my every
organ inside and then let it out. That cloud of mine was inhaled by the air
nearby as fast as I could through it from my mouth. Air enjoyed the pleasure
which I was enjoying. Air was thirsty for more but I let it to wait for it. I know
why air was doing so because it also wanted to forget. Forget the bad memories;
forget the loved ones……
My parents
feels that I have wasted my life, my time, my grades and more importantly their
money, their ‘hard’ earned money in these cigarettes. My girlfriend left me
alone with my cigarettes because she felt I love them more than her. Bitch. My parents arranged my marriage
with someone whom I even don’t know. They wanted to just release the load off
their shoulders. They won.
I don’t know
from where, my life again flourished. I smiled! After a long period I sensed my
lips straightened. My angel came, my little sweet daughter. I was so busy with her
that I even forget my heaven.
I puffed
again to hide my tears behind my red eyes. As I told you earlier that heaven
can’t be reached without being dead. I was dead again because my angel died. Doctors,
the savior, say that her lungs got swallowed because of the foul smell of
cigarettes.
I threw back
the air of heaven, no, this can’t be a heaven, this is hell but I am used to of
this hell and I deserve this hell. My cloud disappears in the air like it never
existed. Oh god! Why these memories
disappear just like it never existed.
All I could
do was to cry and finish the packets of cigarettes……………..
