Well, In the early 90s, when doordarshan was at its peak and cable Tv was under evolution ....there was this anti-smoking advertising campaign which used to be aired regualrly, It was not just another advtg campaign, but a meaningful one, it was title 'A lesson learnt late'.... This ad had become my fav, and i am sure many other people's too....Though, I just remembered two lines "With a cigarette in my hand ,I felt like a man"...The lyrics were awesome and the composition was brilliant, with the vocals of Gary Lawyer....In short, it was a wonderful ad and i still wonder as to why on earth, did they stop showing that ad....I had been searching these lyrics ever since my school days, and finally found it here, on the internet....Hats off to google....Enjoy the lyrics, and yes take a trip to those good old days....and if possible also leave a comment, its healthy that way.
It was, I remember, many years ago,
When I had failed to distinguish between a friend and a foe,
When they had invited me ,holding open the pack,
When I lost to curiosity, instead of being taken aback,
When on that fateful day , for the first time,
I held a cigarette in my hand.
It was, I felt a part of being in the teens,
And what had started with a puff or two became a routine.
The smoke's illusion blinded me for as it arose,
Arose my spirits too, and I muttered to myself, "I can" because,
With a cigarette in my hand ,
I felt like a man.
Soon it came out in the open, for it had become a habit I could not hide,
I was helpless, for I could not help but continue,
Even when I knew, it was eating me up from inside,
I was sick...my body and my soul and I realized,
With the cigarette in my hand,
I was a dying man.
Soon I was just a lifeless form, a hollow,
People shunned me everywhere, I wished,
If only had I done something which others could follow,
But it was too late, I had taken the wrong path, and I was ignored, because
With a cigarette in my hand,
I was a hated man.
All the time, tears filled my eyes,
For people had bid me their good byes,
I wept because my cells , my body was choking ,
If only on that first day,my friends had been joking,
And then one day, the cigarette dropped from my hand,
I was a dead man.
7 comments:
Rock on dear... truly, all that even i or everyone around me remembered of this song was only, "with a cigarrete in my hand, i felt like a man"... amzing piece and thanks a lot for the lyrics... does make solid sense too and... hope this can induce all of us to quit, hehe.. ;)
yeh, hope it serves the purpose and serves right...thanks for the comment, keep visiting
Cheers! shall we prepare this for the next jam?? (On Joy's tabs??!!!) (BTW Joy is a nice, cool guitarman I know In Faridabad!). You keep on rocking!
Ya suraj, i myself was gonna tell you that we can prepare this for our next jam...
tht's so sweet of u to remind us of this masterpiece.
however, with 3 cigs on ur table rite now, i think the ad failed to convince smokers to quit.
tht's the irony of good public service ads, people like them, praise them, archive them, but don't follow the learnings.
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