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I feel like Smoking!

I've never smoked in my life but I dunno I just like the smell of an unlit/unused cigar and watching everyone from Marlon Brando to our very own Jinnah smoking it and looking absolutely bad arse....I was thinking of grabbing a few myself and maybe lighting one up and taking a couple of puffs every now and then but if this is the kind of hold it has....I think I'll just stick to having the occasional a sniff of the unlit/unused ones.
 
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Nicotine gums taste like crap man and it just prolongs the cold turkey.

Orbit was my answer. Lots of it.

Used to hit the gym and do 40-50 minutes non stop on the treadmill then an equal amount of cross trainer and spinning.

Come home drenched, nice bath, food, some TV and sleep.

Stopped drinking my coffee. Converted to tea in the mornings and at work.

Coffee and booze are strong triggers.
 
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I've never smoked in my life but I dunno I just like the smell of an unlit/unused cigar and watching everyone from Marlon Brando to our very own Jinnah smoking it and looking absolutely bad arse....I was thinking of grabbing a few myself and maybe lighting one up and taking a couple of puffs every now and then but if this is the kind of hold it has....I think I'll just stick to having the occasional a sniff of the unlit/unused ones.
Never ever make that mistake, try it once if you like since you never got hooked... but do not repeat it...

The worst thing once you get addicted..
 
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And yet again I feel like smoking, the feeling comes up and starts clawing away from the inside.

I'm reading a book, it's quite a good one but it has been an hour. And yet I feel like smoking!

I am in office and then simply an hour passes by without work, and yet I feel like smoking.

I am responding to a preposterous post on PDF, I have been for some time and yet I feel like smoking again!

It has been 13 days since I smoked, every single day at least a hundred times I felt like smoking again.

I am attempting to write a poem, and yet I feel like smoking again!

Why do I feel like smoking again?

:smokin: Do it like Rajnikant :triniti:
 
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Its the nicotine still trace in your blood stream and nicotinic receptors.

Take every day as a major personal triumph and victory.

Treat it as a recurring deposit investment which you will lose completely the first puff you have.

The longer the quit the bigger the investment the stronger the investment to say no and soldier on.

Chew gum. Lots of gum. The mouth needs to stay active.

Stay away from chai tapris and suttebaaz friends.

Enjoy the reducing black crap you hawk up in the basin every morning.
Dude go to an addiction specialist. He will write one or two medicine, that will make you not to smoke at all in a week. Under medication, of you smoke you can't bear the bad taste and this drug also blocks the pleasure of nicotine by affecting receptors.

It works. Also keep a pen or pencil with you and chewing gum as other people just said. People usually start smoking because they get addicted to thing they used to hold between their fingers. It becomes a friend which takes you to a truly romantic adventure all the time. :hang2:

Nicotine gums are also worth of try.

P.S.- I wrote this post after a smoke :smokin:
 
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Nicotine gums taste like crap man and it just prolongs the cold turkey.

Orbit was my answer. Lots of it.

Used to hit the gym and do 40-50 minutes non stop on the treadmill then an equal amount of cross trainer and spinning.
Come home drenched, nice bath, food, some TV and sleep.
I'll do that!


Stopped drinking my coffee. Converted to tea in the mornings and at work.

Coffee and booze are strong triggers.
Im not so sure about Coffee but i had booze twice inside this 13 day period and thankfully the urge was very very small..

I guess the triggers can be different for different people....
 
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For Smokers Only

Friend or Foe? Need or Addiction?

The match struck, lit the paper wrapped tobacco, the b**t touches the lips, the lungs inhale the smoke, and the best part is what comes out, a fine line of smoke exhaled, eventually vanishing in the air, and now after the first puff you feel things slowing down, senses going alert, mind swirling, heartbeat rising, foot steps stumbling, hands shaking,eye lids closing, fingers tightening. The head rises, the hand brushes the hairs till the end, going around the neck goes down again, and the cigarette rises again to the mouth. Line by line you see the fire coming towards you, and you keep thinking where was this ecstasy before now, why my parents always opposed the concept of smoking, why there are so many ads telling people to stop, this is just an innocent little white paper with brown b**t. This was your first time, and you ask for next and one more. Slowly with the time, it becomes your best mate, in tension your lips talk to it,when angry your wrist tightens around it, in long night wake-ups just for keeping your eyes from closing you lit following. Eventually it becomes the sixth finger you never had, but on fire, you don’t care about anything now, you have someone with you all the time.The brain stimulator, the night crawler, the friend, the time killer, the desire,the addiction, the cigarette.
After all the time you spent with it, after all that you have thrown away for it, it finally stabs in the back, a harsh truth, you are now slave of its mercy, you cant stop thinking about it and it cant stop killing you. Your stamina goes down, heads starts blocking, b**t stops dropping, chest keeps blocking, pinching at heart grows, hands tremble, eyes remain half closed, and just when you were to quit it, you go for one more, the last one as always. After making some efforts to quit, you finally give up,thinking what’s the point of quitting now, it never gave up on me, and the death, its inevitable so why not embrace with someone besides me. And you take one last smoke.
 
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For Smokers Only

Friend or Foe? Need or Addiction?

The match struck, lit the paper wrapped tobacco, the b**t touches the lips, the lungs inhale the smoke, and the best part is what comes out, a fine line of smoke exhaled, eventually vanishing in the air, and now after the first puff you feel things slowing down, senses going alert, mind swirling, heartbeat rising, foot steps stumbling, hands shaking,eye lids closing, fingers tightening. The head rises, the hand brushes the hairs till the end, going around the neck goes down again, and the cigarette rises again to the mouth. Line by line you see the fire coming towards you, and you keep thinking where was this ecstasy before now, why my parents always opposed the concept of smoking, why there are so many ads telling people to stop, this is just an innocent little white paper with brown b**t. This was your first time, and you ask for next and one more. Slowly with the time, it becomes your best mate, in tension your lips talk to it,when angry your wrist tightens around it, in long night wake-ups just for keeping your eyes from closing you lit following. Eventually it becomes the sixth finger you never had, but on fire, you don’t care about anything now, you have someone with you all the time.The brain stimulator, the night crawler, the friend, the time killer, the desire,the addiction, the cigarette.
After all the time you spent with it, after all that you have thrown away for it, it finally stabs in the back, a harsh truth, you are now slave of its mercy, you cant stop thinking about it and it cant stop killing you. Your stamina goes down, heads starts blocking, b**t stops dropping, chest keeps blocking, pinching at heart grows, hands tremble, eyes remain half closed, and just when you were to quit it, you go for one more, the last one as always. After making some efforts to quit, you finally give up,thinking what’s the point of quitting now, it never gave up on me, and the death, its inevitable so why not embrace with someone besides me. And you take one last smoke.

The first para actually got me thinking of going and lighting one again... :fie:
 
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Oh no... been there.. done that .. got the t-shirt! & back again. I have lost that battle & shamelessly surrendered myself to the charm of herb!:lol:
 
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Oh no... been there.. done that .. got the t-shirt! & back again. I have lost that battle & shamelessly surrendered myself to the charm of herb!:lol:
Dude, you should not say that you surrendered.. tomorrow never dies :smokin:
 
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I never understand how people get addicted to smoking.


But i got attracted to Hookah, gets me high
 
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