I am telling you this guy must be a spoilt brat. He has just
injected his lungs with smokes of three cigarettes back to back. Sitting alone,
hiding from all the probable known ones he could encounter, this man has just
adulterated the environment along with his lungs with three back to back
cigarettes. I mean, look at us, we, a group of three friends, have come to
enjoy the cool breezes at the bank of river Ganga and this man here is sitting
alone, hiding from don’t know who and smoking cigarettes.
Anyways, I am really missing our fourth friend. He is a big
shot among us now. We always used to hang out at this very same place and used
to discuss about matters that would concern us. At times we also used to
discuss about things that didn’t have to do anything with us. He would always
say about things he would do once he gets a job and all. We were, I mean, the
other three of us would just care about a job and he on the other hand would
make plans about what he wants to do once he gets a job. He was really very
excited about things he would do, once he gets settled. He used to say, once he’ll
get a job, he’ll be free from all the social taboos he is handcuffed with and
would execute all his dreams one by one. He was a talented boy, I am telling
you. It was as if he always knew he would get a decent job and all. And see, he
is in a big multi-national company. Big thing. And we are still here enjoying
our evenings on the bank of river Ganga.
Anyways, last night I just texted him about what’s new and
all and he replied –
“It takes a lot to live in this society
Till the end you’ve to pay the prices
These days I sit alone and fag
To celebrate all my sacrifices”
I don’t know what does that suppose to mean, but I just hope
he don’t smoke a lot of cigarettes.
