Have a Cigar

The brilliant guitar leads by David Gilmour is the best feature of this legendry Pink Floyd song. Gilmour's hands seemingly dance on his guitar. Not to forget, Roger Waters' vocals - intense, sublime.

Well, it's after quite a while that I'm listening to this song, and my urge to type something in spite of a paucity of news ideas, has brought me here. Have a Cigar is one of my all time favourites. I know what a cigar can do, hence I, perhaps, relate to the song better. Some smokes are heavenly. Some of them are located so aptly on the time graph that they become an integral part of your memories. For instance, at 1 o'clock in the night, you stand at Juhu beach with your best friend. It's predominantly a moon-lit night, though some of the yellow street lights are reflected by the sand. The sea is a light shade of black, bound by you at one end and infinity at the other. And now, you light up a cigarette. Majestic is the word to describe the feeling.

Today, I ask myself a question, "Do you need to have a cigar to enjoy the above scene?"
I really don't know the answer. Logically, it's a 'No'. I wonder if the aura of the above situation would be mitigated without it. But in spite of knowing it, I would surely be very tempted to light up another one if I find myself in the same situation again.

Now, I have almost quit smoking. Soon will I quit it completely. Though, I don't look at cigarettes and cigars derogatorily. My prolific smoking days and smoked up nights are a memory; a memory that will stay with me for long, pretty long.