This academic year, I began the fascinating journey of change and self-discovery that is college. And as part of this experience, I adopted smoking as a fairly regular habit. Not of cigarettes, but mainly a delicious and little known arabic tobacco called dokha (DOE - ha). When I started, it wasn't for any of the reasons I've grown to appreciate now. I started because a friend introduced me to it, it was full of various complex flavours, and induced a buzz, a laf raas, that I found pleasant and relaxing.
But as I embraced the indulgence, I started experiencing something I would've never expected when I started smoking, a social aspect unlike