this is not your American 'presidentil retreat' where the likes of Bush and other weirdo junkies have been flaunting themselves tirelessly...
The camp I mention here is a cardboard shop located somewhere beside Yeses in the middle of Anna Ngr.
One fine evening, (on our way to Krati's place -- yes this was before we were to hear the words that inspired this blog 'what joy')... 4-5 years ago, I was taken by Ashfaq (once named 'fuck face' by the now 'notorious' bomby) to a world - 'nirvana' - that I had never ever known of before.
"A world where silence is peace, white smoke is bliss and rings can never be hollow"
It was the world of Davidoff cigarettes where all you ever needed to do, is take that long slender cigarette next to your middle finger, raise it a bit and then a bit more until they touch your lips, turn your head to the side, smoke and attain eternity.
The shop owner in his old white shirt and colourful lungi looked like our messiah at the doorstep, welcoming us to paradise.
5 years and 5 days since, here we are - the world exists, our lives still placid but things having moved on, I have 'almost' quit smoking and Ashfaq graduating to Irani hookah - there is one doubt, one concern that haunts me - Have we forgotten the past? Have we behaved like strangers disguised as stuntmen? Are we the same today or will we ever be after that evening 'the twilight of sanctity'?
I think its time to light up once again -- ignite the white symbol of freedom. Its now or never brother!
Welcome everybody to 'Camp David'-- welcome to paradise! ... your fate is now in your hands.
6 comments:
not to mention the flavoured milk and amazin sandwiches...yummmm..
it is but the will of god dude - what do u expect?
yeah we'll have an online lighting session...where evrybody ahd light up one in front of their comps...and do whatever...
i second that!
hey vin u workin on 18?...or was it all bla bla....?
no i will!
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