Had seen my father dragging puffs,
It felt like releasing yourself from handcuffs.
That cigarette smell was like an aroma to me,
Which I always wanted to try and feel free.
The first I smoked at seventeen,
Fully aware of the effects of nicotine.
But never knew i will be this addictive,
Well, that was me, careless and non-productive!
The sight of tobacco-caused cancer warnings were scary,
I wanted those images not to be so prominent but a bit blurry.
Thought of saying no to friends with cigarette in hand,
Sadly, couldn’t take that firm stand.
Gradually, destroying, declining I finally quit,
It’s never too late to be fit.
You have loved ones who adore you,
Much more than that cigarette could ever do.
I have seen their lives changing from rushing to the classes and now to offices. Together we have been through the phase of eluding ourselves from lectures and binge watching shows and hibernating like a sloth. And then there’s this day where they crawl out of their beds and swiftly show up at their respective work stations.
Friendship in college life has a lot to do with how we look up to our lives. We didn’t know what we were unconsciously learning in all of this. We leant team work while celebrating birthdays at midnight. We learnt how a little contribution by every one of us could make a difference and make someone feel so special. We have learnt supporting each other. At times, we also had to become a psychologist to reassure a broken heart. We learnt the significance of every penny that we spent, though we sucked at handling our finances. We realized letting go off somethings is the best sometimes.
We discovered our individual personalities. That stage has groomed us to what we are today. I guess, I won’t be wrong if I say we have mentally and physically evolved in these years. You had them in your thoughts while going through this piece of writing who unknowingly became an indispensable item in moulding our lives.
Long live our friendships!
Long live us!