Things To Do Around 30

Just so you know I was serious when I said I was thinking of quitting. I do know that I can’t reduce and quit, because I never will, but I have to quit it all at once. So I went to find out about nicotine gums that are supposedly rather good. But the 4mg gum still puts a good deal of nicotine in you and I hear it is not too nice to leave in your mouth either. But there is this magic formula from the Pfizer group that guarantees you will quit smoking if you are willing to pay five grand for the therapy. I was very tempted to go ahead with it last night itself, but thankfully I was not carrying the cash.

So I came home, had a couple of cigarettes, and then decided to give myself some three years more. I will smoke till I am 30, and then, as a transition into a new decade, I shall quit smoking with the help of this magic drug. And get that hot bod that women at 30 are supposed to have.

Till then, as in till I reach 30, I shall work on quitting alcohol, so it doesn’t feel like too much of a transition at 30. You know, quit something in the 20s and then something in the 30s…ease the pressure your mind exerts when it sees you are becoming all tame and hits the panic button. Ok, this one is going to be easier. I am a bigger smoker than I am a drinker and I never really crave for liquor. The occasional craving for beer aside, I mean. But the truth is, I drink in excess only once a month, or once every two months depending on the company. On other days I either do not drink, or stick to between one and four drinks. So it will be easy to quit alcohol and that will inspire me to quit smoking. In good time. In fact, if we ever get back to Calcutta and as D says we must (though I’d prefer a place like Delhi) drinking will be rather restricted anyway, what with the high prices of alcohol and lack of interesting booze buddies. Fuck man, a girl can’t even light up in peace there, let alone be seen with a glass and tripping over everything in sight.

Is this coming across as some New Year resolution? Dunno but I think it does, and I am terrible at those. Last year my resolution was losing weight, and I ended up gaining a few more kilos. Ok, a lot more kilos, but who cares. I am still graceful and elegant and on days, rather hot.

Why am I rambling? Because I was woken up really early by a bloody neighbour who has not one hair on his head in his early 40s and he kept coming through my door to get to the terrace and fix the bloody water line. And then there were stupid wrong numbers and spam messages on my phone. And the eyeshade just did not fall in place so there was a lot of light in my eyes. And that Pure Magic vanilla cream biscuit tastes horrible. And I want to have some nice cold coffee with a lot of whipped cream and chocolate. And the internet is acting up again, and it is not even raining today.

And if you are poor person and believe in the goodness of piracy, go download A.R. Rahman’s latest. See y’all.