When we did the exercises
And when we exhaled
The sweat first and then the blue smoke later,
It took us time to realise that
After the gym smoking cannot be done alone.
We felt happy when No Smoking signs
Hung at airports bade us goodbye at departure
And sometimes also welcomed us at arrival.
No signs ask us to quit smoking now,
We have quit our friendship;
With the increasing distance between us now,
Your cigarette is not mine
Neither my cigarette is yours.
There are no smokes in my life now
Except the smoke of our friendship still
Burning like a cigarette of untouched incense.
If forgetting the cigarette meant
Forgetting the gym and
Forgetting the memories of bike accident
When we smoked right after the fatal fall and
A packet of smoke was
A first aid tool kit for us.
If memories of smoking has led us to
Wipe those memories;
We have maintained abstinence from smoking
So easily.
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