You can hardly argue with an addiction. You know about the harm, you gave yourself your word — and your hand is already reaching for the cigarette, the coffee. Reasoning is powerless: the craving lives in the senses. Try changing the place you look from. Chant the mantra for half an hour, he says, and a strange feeling of being disembodied appears. Suddenly you are the witness — sākṣī: here is the body, here is the mind with its demands, and here is you, watching it all. Then the craving fades by itself: "I need a cigarette", "I need some coffee" — whatever the addictions are, the senses become calm and quiet. Happiness stops depending on the outer world: the soul's own happiness begins to shine.