most smokers i know like to sing the same song - that smoking is not easy to just stop doing, or, that smoking is easy to quit but they choose not to. for once, i know why i am writing about something as random as this; because for once, this is nothing random at all. it hits quite close to home, heart & health.

my ayah smokes occasionally; for the chills, he said - like he officially quitted in 2005; & now, he just have to accept whenev he is offered one. i cant say i am cool with it because i really am not. i cannot bring myself to advocate smoking since it goes against my principles, but i dont think one can stop being with a person because he/she smokes. love the person, hate the deed. smoking is not a reflection of personality although - & i say this in a completely non-judgmental way - you could possibly see it as a dependency.

what really gets the smoking ball rolling? because i have honestly tried sheesha-ing ONCE, & that was the closest i have gotten to smoking before & personally, i didnt find the experience exceptionally exhilarating; not even memorable, & when i think about it, i usually have a good chuckle about it in my head. we all know that chuckles cant be verbalised, it is a linguistic lie, "chuckle" is such a weird word to describe a laughter regardless of magnitude.

why do some people go through their lives not smoking while others go through the same process smoking? what makes it so hard to give up? do they ever quit?

is hope a factor?