SMOKING KILLS

It had been 2 weeks of my continuous encounter with the girl; but all I ended in was a cursory smile and a slight wave of hand, which she just started noticing and passed a smile back.We never had any vocal conversation within this period , not even a 'Hi' from eithers mouth. But still she responded to my sign language, may be because we bumped into each other, (obviously in my thoughts) for almost 2 weeks exactly at same time and place.Sometimes I thought it was weird, but I just kind of liked it.
In the evening when I came out of my room I saw Abhinav and Bihari smoking their 'twilight' Gold Flake.I somehow didn't like the smell. I was a little worried, because our landlady will kick up a row if she gets to know about this smoking episode.
And above all the Great dramatist Tharki always had the pain in his stomach of not digesting even the tiniest of the secrets.So the threat was not the lady alone but Tharki too.
"yaar Abhinav,agar Tharki ko pata chal gaya to problem ho jaayegi". If Tharki gets to know this he could make us land in troubled waters. I said to Abhinav nervously.
"Don't worry,yaar I'll take care of Tharki and the lady too."Passing the Gold to Bihari,who too didn't looked too much worried about the case.
"Hey! who the hell is smoking",suddenly Tharki stepped in.
"Is there a problem?" asked Abhinav puffing out thick rings of smoke out of his mouth,more precisely on Tharki's face.
"ya"'
"so who asked you to come out of your room."said Abhinav.
Tharki was now getting annoyed so he left the room grimacing in pain...in his thoughts.
"huh...!'' Abhinav murmured something which was possibly a strong abusethose which include your seven generations in one word.
Leaving them I walked towards CM's room (CMT).I knocked at his door a couple of times but he just shouted "aa raha hoon" I am coming.After about 5 minutes the door opened and CM's 6ft tall thin frame was leaning on the door,a towel was tied across his waist and water was dripping all over his body from his long wet hairs which almost covered his face.
"Had a bath or what?" I asked.
"Ya,was just doing prayers so it took some time to open the door", he said.
"come,come in".
As I walked in I smelled the odour of the dhoop batti,but it was not smelling sweet as it usually do smell,may be I was smelling something fishy in that room.
"Hey is the smell of the dhoop batti?".I asked CM again pondering how bad has gone the quality of dhoop batti's nowdays,but something in the back of my head said this is the smell of the cigarette mixed with the dhoop batti.
"ya,ofcourse its the dhoop only,why?"he clarified.
Suddenly Abhinav and Bihari broke into his room,and no sooner than Abhinav entered and he asked "Cm are you a smoker?"
"N..n..no" CM stammered in shock as if he was asked to drop down his pants.
"No !you just can't fool me dear,its the smell of the cigarettes and the empty pack of the Gold Flake says the rest of the story",said Abhinav smiling wickedly pointing towards a pack of Gold Flake lying beneath CM's pillow.The guy was swelling with pride for his detective skills,detective my ass.
CM hung his head in embarassment and didn't said a word.
"don't worry yaar, we both are also of the same category as you",said Bihari winking at him.
These words gave CM a lot of confidence and as a loyal suttebaaz he offered them GOLD.
And three of them had their first mutual cigaratte.

IRONICALLY, THE SMOKE CLEARED THE AIR.

"Yaar, I just didnt' want to tell you all about this because you just cant' trust anyone and God knows who'll spill the beans...." CM didnt' even completed his sentence,suddenly a loud roar took us by surprise.
"Beans are spilled dear and now I am gonna tell your parents" roared our landlady.
Everybody looked each other quizzingly but it didn't help.
I looked at the pack of Gold Flake lying on the bed with a warning on it in bold letters
"SMOKING KILLS"
Which had almost came true in our case.
Later that night Abhinav had a hot potato meal with his parents,which ended in Abhinav making a promise to them to not to smoke again.But promises are made to be broken,as soon as he hung up the phone he was in Bihari's room taking a drag of peace from his Gold Flake with his old dont' give a damn" kind of attitude.
Definitely the boy had his own ways and no good in telling him his mistakes.
Because according to him he doesn't commit any.