On the Other Side of the Smoke..

I didnt sleep the last whole night, had an exam today at 8. So apparently my head is on a non thinking, non working mode and all that it wants is to crash on a bed. But if i do however go back to hostel i ll crash and miss my lunch at 12! which i dont want coz my wallet is more broke than the brokeback mountains.. didnt get the joke? neva mind, it was a 'gay' joke anyway! 3:D
So what do you do basically in such a situation? you drop by in your ever so abandoned blog and write ever so 'never written before' classic crap! 
Ladies and gentleman, this post is dedicated to the age old question that has left a part of the mankind baffled for a long time....

'What really lies on the other side of the smoke?'
Why do smokers smoke? i mean they definitely know they are stabbing their lungs and killing themselves at the end of the day then why do these idiots do it? what is the 'reason'?

Imagine you are sitting on a moonlit corner seat of a pub with a glass of scotch in one hand and eyes staring at the big mix of old, classy, young, nice, sad, happy people and all that you want to think is not to think anymore of any thing.. Slowly as time flows by you keep drifting into the mild soft rock going on and the tired eyes are unable to make out all those people mixing away in a big bloated mix of paints with every sip of your chilled humble scotch..

Eventually a girl in black gown, pretty tall; may be a few inches short of 6 ft with long open hair falling all around her, a spanish cut light caramel face with bright red lipstick on and a cigarette in one hand while a glass of red wine in the other approaching towards you..

and this is what she says..

Hi, apparently the world has deserted serial killers but i dont think you would mind sharing a drink and walking me home..

Would you go?
well, i would and many other people who love smoking would...

People want to know what lies on the other side of the smoke..
Well, nothing lies on the other side of the smoke and even if anything does, its immaterial; its never about how you get burnt out at the end, its about getting lost in the smoke along the way.... 

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Hopefully i did justice to your stupid question; by the way if you don't smoke, dont start. I wouldnt like attending your funeral.. live long, stay happy.. and leave the serial killers in black gowns for us! :D~
Now if you excuse me, there's a shitty lunch, a stack of davidoff Classics, a lovely undone bed and lots of studies for two back to back exams waiting for me.. 

Untill then... here is an honest smoker signing off!