Sunog Baga: Back to smoking

Now that the Ramadan is about to end, maybe tomorrow or the next day, I have this feeling that I will be going back to puffing till my lungs get reduced to peanuts.

As smoking is not allowed during the fasting hours, I have greatly minimized on the number of sticks in a day that I light, sniff, it's carcinogenic smoke brought into my respiratory system, its nicotine/tar-glazed residue clogging up my alveoli, the smoke then shooting up to my nares and mouth, leaving my teeth stained, my breath smelling like shit. Before, I used smoke about 10 pieces a day, still short of being a chain smoker I'm proud to add (or is it?). I was hoping that I could do away with the vice, but after the breaking of the fast meal, I can't help but stuff my mouth with red Marls. I've never really developed the taste for lights (except menthols), and reds I know, as everyone else does, is lung CA's favorite brand. My friends are noticing how I seem to have developed this frailty for nicotine: Sunog baga ka na man.

This is blog is not meant to encourage people to smoke, or those who took the bumpy road to quitting to take on the habit once again. If it's anything, it's the exact opposite. This is more like I-want-to-but-in-due-time kind of blabber. I know that in the future I would have to pay for what I'm doing with my body, but at this point it is saying that it would take more than an incessant bout of dry or productive cough, or stained teeth and fingers, or a bad case of cigarette-induced halitosis to stop me now at the expense of turning into our family mascot!