I know what I did in years

I know what I did in years

I thought it was a big deal… It seems actually… I always thought of quitting it one day.. But I don’t know when to do and how to do.
I don’t remember any day with out a fag since 2002 except a month when I was in bed because of typhoid.

I don’t remember the date when I started it. But I will not forget the date sep 15,the day I through away the king size .


I am not the guy or someone who waited for that someone to rehabilitate .But I will credit this and say thanks to Mr. Manish –my senior colleague, with whom I had a 30 hours journey in train.

This post is a thanks saying one to him and the advice he imparted on me had a great effect.

After the last fag in my life time and bid adieu to my dear friend of so many isolated, private ,lonely moments , it was a toss between my heart and head how to disclose the fact about the fag to my would be wife.
I certainly know she don’t about this. I revealed without any direct contact of eyeballs as I could not see her.

It was different story altogether.

The urge is still there… But I will not do it again... I know what I did in years.