Let's start up with something that is not of general interest..."me"...something fairly eccentric..so that my buddies who complain that i have been unfair to me and my life rest at peace...

Off late i was trying to quit smoking ...but just as a silver lightening in the cloud this excerpt from one of my frens dad's writes flashed in my mind which in the earlier days made smoking "not so bad proposition" for me.

"I like cigarettes.I like to think of fire held in a man's hand.Fire, a dangerous force tamed at his fingertips.I wonder what great things have come from such hours when a man sits alone watching the smoke of a cigarette, fondling the red hot tip, caressing the ash;thinking.When a man has a spot of fire alive in his mind it's inevitable that he has the burning tip of a cigarette as one of his expressions."

And guess what i quit the idea to quit...