Once some wise men said, "Few cigarettes a day, Keeps your stress away". I followed them immediately. Hence, my journey began, With now almost a decade gone.   Compulsory with the tea, Mandatory after lunch/dinner, And with the alcoholic drinks, Their number is uncountable. And still, I'm proud to think Of quitting them as fast as I can.   Yes, I attempted to quit them, From a very long ago, Tried different methods, Preached by another flock of wise men. Countless times, I have said myself, "This is the last one", Alas! The last never came.   And even while writing this poem, I'm thinking of quitting it, After I finish inhaling, This last one in my hand.

About Author:

Arjun Dahal is undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus, Tribhuvan University, Nepal. Talkative, Crazy, Funny, and Fun loving guy, his passion lies in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His Non-fiction has appeared in Blue Marble Review. His poetry has appeared/forthcoming in Burningword Literary Journal, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, The Fable Online, Ann Arbor Review, The Recusant, and DWIT News.