The Lone Wanderer

'Why did i quit smoking?' I have asked myself this question several times especially during a cold night or while taking shelter at any random place on a rainy day. The cracking sound of a match stick or tick sound of a lighter or whif of tobacco in the air is enough to bring back the urge. I stayed as a non-smoker during my teenage-hood. I used to just move away if anybody just strike a matchstick to light a cigarette  around me  and if i could still smell it even after moving then I will start to swear about them to myself or to whomever is around.  For me the smoking habit started all of a sudden, as i dashed out of the office one day fully frustrated. Entered the premise next to office, which had a mini restaurant and just adjacent to it is a tea shop. 'Oru Kings Kudunga', I said and handing out a ten rupees note to the shopkeeper. Even before collecting the change, took the wax matchbox and placed the cigarette on lips. Tongue touched the cigerette butt and it tast...

It was around 10.15 that night and it was drizzling, i was on my way back to digs after a normal day's work pedaling my cycle - Giant, Revel2. In front of me is Ganesh, pedaling hard his Roadeo Torrent. I Observed he is pedalling in his lower gear and me in the moderate 5, because for every two or three rotation he made with his pedal i did one, and resting in the meantime (Think this is why i'm nt losing any weight). I felt the cold when the rainwater hit my head through the gaps in the helmet, they have such gaps for better air circulation (Technology pissin on me!!), as i raised my face forward i felt the rainwater in my cheeks and lips. I remember later that evening when Me, Ganesh and Prakasam were chatting over coffee that he'll join me today. We work in shift 12.30 to 9.30 UK timing (gosh). Thing i love about working late is that the office will go to silent mode as time goes beyond 07.00 in the evening. I love it that way. I went to my friend Ganesh's Cubicle, w...