I sometimes sit by my window and reminisce about the past. As a man who has lived his life the best he could and now is enjoying retirement, there is not much to do other than watch the game and go through my old album. Last day, I came across a picture of my teenage when I and my friends were at the prime of my youth. I had a close knit group of friends as a boy and there wasn’t a single thing that we’d do individually. We had been branded the most mischievous gang in our school and we kept up to our reputation with concentrated cannabis. However, this one picture of us was of time right before exams. We were sitting in a circle around a cheap glass bong for oil and in the photo we were all enjoying a lot. I still clearly remember that day.
It was a Monday and our exams were to start from the next week. I and my friends might have been the mischievous group but when it came to studies, we always maintained a high profile which made it difficult for the teachers to say much against us. This particular exam was one of the most difficult times we had since this was the time that two of our friends had gone through terrible break ups and I personally had a sick mother at home who needed constant care. Although my dad was there to take care of her, the mounting tension was always present.
So, I had finally had some time to myself for my studies and incidentally, so did my four friends. We decided that it would be best if we tried our minds at group studying since being with each other always seemed to give us a comfort. When we got to the friend’s place whose parents were co-incidentally out for the day, we were all strapped up for studying. However, three hour into our text books and several coffee breaks later, we decided that we’d physically explode if we studied any harder but not studying then would be worse. The tension was everywhere.
That was when my friend took out his glass bong and oil tub from beneath his desk drawer with an extremely mischievous grin on his face. Although we gasped collectively, by our very expressions we knew we were all up for a dab. That was where the photo was from. I remembered how light headed we felt after having or go at the cheap glass bong for use with wax and chuckled at all the conversations we had that I was slowly recalling. The two who had had the terrible break ups were talking about how they don’t need girls in their life and would grow up to be multi millionaires and I personally felt that everything was going fine. I also remembered about how we had finally ended up giving an alright exam and passing out with fair scores. In the end, I also wondered if he still had the glass bong.