I was on the phone with Irfan, and since we'd just finished our 10th Grade Board Exams, I had all the time in the world to talk. "Did you see the match the Arsenal - Liverpool match?" I asked.
"Hold on a sec," He said, and before I could ask him why, I heard the sound of muffled coughs.It wasnt the type of cough you hear when someone's clearing their throat. Nor was it the kind where someone's chocking on something. Instead, it was a continous, hoarse sounding cough. And I immediately understood.
"Dude, what the hell man," I said. "What happened?" He asked, sounding unperturbed. "You know what happened. Why the hell are you still smoking? I mean, you know its bad for yo-"
"Dude, not today. Please," He replied. There was a specific way in which he always said it. It would always make me stop what I was saying, no matter what. I wanted to lecturing him about the effects of smoking, but I didnt. It wouldnt be of any use, anyway.
"So, tell me, how's your girl?" He asked. I knew he was changing the topic. "She's fine." I replied curtly. A few minutes later, I was talking to him about her. We'd both forgotten about the coughing...
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