I took out another cigarette and lit it. Now it generally takes 6-7 puffs for me to turn a cigarette into ashes; deep sighs help. It was my third back-to-back cigarette. The number has been on a rise lately in an attempt to melt the growing coldness inside me. But the warmth is never enough.
Couple of starting puffs amuse me. I always try to make circles and figures out of the smoke. Sometimes the canvas is painted well and sometimes i screw it over totally. Anyways, wind mostly doesn't flow in my favor. But to my surprise, this time, with third puff's smoke i was able to form concentric circles. With a big grin, I raised my hands to greet any witnesses around. Only then did i realized its 3am and the park was totally empty. I looked up in the sky and noticed that the crescent moon was the only witness to my triumph. It reminded me of someone. Someone who used to look like that. "No, avoid that lane" thought my mind. Another puff and another sigh, the memory is temporarily burnt.
A loner like me always has some thoughts and nature to his company. In this moonlight, shadows of trees, plants, grass, flowers and wooden benches seemed like sketches made on the park's ground. A gush of the chilled breeze started from the other end of the park, dancing with the leaves of the trees, smelling the flowers around, coming down through the slides, playing with the see-saw present in the park, caressed my face and blew the fumes of my fifth puff, spreading the intoxicating smell all over the live playground of the nature. Another puff to the three of us, the loner, old memories and Nature.
The cigarette was almost finished. I held it between my thumb and index finger and kept staring at the ashes of the burnt thoughts and how the fire slowly consumed the left-over. The breeze was blowing away the ashes and speeding up the process of burning. Just below was the strip with text Davidoff written on it. Davidoff is famous for its "must-have" perfume for ladies. The fact once told to me by my "must-have". As the text strip got burnt, i put it out under my feet and walked towards my room thinking smokers die younger.
