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D(r)ug His Own Grave


“Woah,” Tuffy yelled out after drinking his wine. He had added 3 drops of LSD (Lysergic acid diethylamide) into his red wine which Roy gifted him while he came back from Goa. Tuffy was 26 years old. He started smoking when he was 18. He learnt it Drug deaths needle arm  500   on the floor istock EasyBuy4ufrom his neighbor who used to smoke bidis. The complex he had in him forced him to smoke cigarettes.

He literally felt heaven on earth when he made smoking a habit and that went on for 2 years till he met his Ganja smoking friend whilst working in a software firm. He hated the smell but he said it gave him a feeling of a naked headless chicken free from all the tensions of the world. Roy was taken aback by witnessing the confessions of his drugaholic friend. All this came out after Tuffy uttered the WOAH word post the LSD effect.

He never tried to quit. He cut all relations with his parents, never had a girlfriend, never had money problems. Roy thought. Cigarette smoking was still fine because that doesn’t take a toll on the human brain. Tuffy started smoking up ganja for fun but in like two months he was caught smoking up in the company premises and got himself terminated. He was addicted. The seller had a scapegoat in the form of Tuffy. He was charged 700/- for 50 grams as against the market price of 300/-. He was rendered helpless. Roy tried his level best to get Tuffy out of this but to no avail. He used to smoke up 7 of such cigarettes a day. He was aware of the stink hence made sure to take a bath whenever he had to sneak out.

He was never impressed by nicotine or cocaine. Tuffy also lost the company of Roy. Tuffy became a loner. He never cared of giving an interview. He had the savings. He had the drugs.

He met LSD. The most lethal one. He befriended Roy again and persuaded him to get wines from Goa. Tuffy had apparently learnt from a friend that the effect of LSD knew no bounds when mixed with wine. Roy was helpless. Tuffy turned into a psycho. His savings came down to a mere 3500/- He used to purchase 10 ml for an amount he never disclosed to Roy, gulp it down with wine and hit the hay. Food was secondary for him. He claimed it gave him a God like feeling. The more he wanted to have the God like feeling, the more close he was to dying a dog’s death. Although he owned the house, he had started selling the electronic items and furniture to have his quota of LCD laced wine. Tuffy was running out of money.

He was admitted to a mental hospital. Roy called up Tuffy’s parents. Probably that was the best he could do for his friend. Tuffy died. All of 26 years. He lived up to the expectations of his death as well because he was reduced to the width of a cigarette butt. For being such a horrible friend Roy should have rolled up Tuffy with ganja and smoke him up.

His parents had a rather mild reaction probably because their son had dug his own grave.

Tuffy started it just for fun. From cigarettes to ganja to LSD and finally till a dog’s death.

Drugs might make you feel like God. But that’s the negative side of God. Well probably you are God because you choose your own death. Die like a normal human being.

Let God choose how you die and not drugs.



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31 thoughts on “D(r)ug His Own Grave

  1. Sanskriti Verma

    Man!! This is what Back Punch is all about. Social stuff. All these thoughts. Get it out. Absolutely smashing message. This is how you punch from the back.

  2. Harini M

    When a message needs to be conveyed, it needs to conveyed like tis, the hard way. Some lines actually gave me goosebumps. Wonderful 🙂

  3. Marcos Menezes

    You know Gokul, there are a lot of these old posts of yours which are unseen especially after the traffic to your site increased. Bring all of them out after minor edits. Loved reading this again.

  4. A fan

    Dude just come out and write these articles to some health or narcotics magazine. Make yourself visible. Enough of the silent preaching, Just come out and exhibit.

  5. Kamini Kamthe

    You still managed to bring humour, emotions, facts and dejection to this. So many expressions all together. And you killed him as well. Little more sharpening in the middle should have made this an even wonderful read. The point has been made. One person has already commented that he won’t take drugs, There is an impact but needs to be on a larger scale. Good work.

  6. Sulochana Achary

    Drugs. Bankruptcy. Loneliness. Death. All in one. In addition to the above comment along with the expressions. Superb last two paragraphs. Message conveyed the hard way.

  7. Catherine Xavier

    You are born in the wrong country. No doubts. Believe me with all this philosophy you would have been a millionaire by now. Stop keeping so low profile Punch. Just showcase your thoughts to the entire world. Your words have power, integrity and are sharp ad can easily pierce into the minds of people doing the wrong. You are blessed. You are a blessing Punch. Definitely.

  8. Mithun Kurien

    Valid point. I’ll definitely make some of my spoilt friends read this. No overnight changes expected but still lets hope something happens.

  9. Sagarika Unnithan

    I have been working with a drug rehabilitation center and believe me these are the cases I get to see. Not as worse as this. I can definitely recommend this to be shared with the friends and relatives of such addicts. You have captured the minute details quite magnificently. A little more depth wouldn’t have been too much to ask for. Nevertheless, wonderful piece on a topic really close to my heart. Hence I would strongly say that this is the best unofficial account I have read. Good job. God bless. You are a good writer.

  10. Bernadette Patrickson

    This is what a convincing message is. This is how such things should be told. This is how a person addicted to such things should die. RIP to whoever that real person was but why drugs? Choose life just like the million adevertisements say. Back Punch at his best.

  11. Marshall Paulose

    Drugs are bad. I have had friends who have somewhat managed to move out of this bad phase. Although LSD was never involved. Brilliant portrayal mate..

  12. vydehi rajaram

    For once I was like WTF!! And then I realised this is what quality is all about. Everyday you stumble upon blogs which are so archaic and cliche that you give hopes on good reading stuff. And then this happens. Great standards Mr. Back Punch. I am thoroughly blown away. Superbly convincing. I am a fan from now on.

  13. Dimitriy Garsons

    This is the Back Punch we were waiting for.. The social world of Roy not his individual world…
    Great show of struggle and not coming to terms with it. You have shown what hardships the protagonist goes through…. The only thing i havr for him is sympathy cause if he has chosen drugs then he has chosen death rather a road to hell.. Your words have the power…. God Bless…

  14. Komal Vajirkar

    Goksy, what an article.. This gave me cold chills through my spine…. “Let God choose how you die and not drugs” ….. Such intelligent & brilliant execution of words… Hats Off to you..!!

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