Strawberries and Cigarettes

When he had a crush on me, I was in a relationship. When I developed feelings for him later, he jerked me off. A year after, he confessed his heart once again, over a phone call. I was 1000 kms away then.

We called it off, once and for all this time. It was a mutual decision with no hard feelings, considering that sometimes two individuals are just not meant to be together.

While I was always more of a Sheeran person, he has a taste for Punk rock. The only thing common between us was our inability to express through words, and that’s how music came to our rescue.

Though we remained good friends all this while, but got so busy in our lives that 5-6 hours talk got confined into a Whatsapp text I received once every 3 months.

You know, friendship doesn’t always have to end, sometimes it just changes. That hurts more. And no matter how much we blame the other person for moving on selfishly, at the end of the day, we do it too. We move on.


When I was 20, I set up a to-do list. Now I’m 23 and two out of them are still kept on pending.

  • Get a tattoo
  • Attend a house party

I striked the latter as my phone buzzed to a text message at 7 pm.

My concept of house parties was limited to booze, loud music, girls kissing girls ( exactly what I’ve heard and seen in movies) and tbh that’s what I wanted, that’s what I expected it to be like. That’s the problem with expectations- It’s a cancer for happiness.

What I supposed would be a fun and wild night, turned out complete opposite for me. The only thing that kept me engaged was that guy in black who kept staring at my direction. Is it only me or guys do become 10 times more attractive when they wear black?

After a long hot shower, I crashed into my bed at 12. I put on my earphones and listened to Strawberries and Cigarettes on repeat. Just when my phone was on 1 per cent, I received a call with a familiar voice on the other end.

The phone died.

To be continued…

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11 thoughts on “Strawberries and Cigarettes

  1. A very gripping post indeed, like seasons people too change with time. I was really glued into the series of events. Is it based on your true life situation or a fictional story? Either ways I look forward to reading the 2nd part. πŸ™‚

    P. S.: I find tattoos as an artistic expression of a person’s personality. What kind of tattoo do you wish to get?


      1. I couldn’t believe for once that the story that you wrote is fictional, the attention to detail is magnificent to say the least. The way you so vividly described the story, I as a reader got a feeling that I was going along with you at every step of this magnificent creative journey. Kudos to you, Pallavi. You truly are a magician with words. πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘I look forward to reading the next part.

        I’m interested in getting two tattoos one is of a semicolon ( ; ) & the other one of a phoenix. I’m pretty broke as well (mostly savings stuff so don’t have much liquid cash) … But yea hopefully I’ll get those 2 tattoos some day.

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  2. I went to an all female house party, and it was crazy. I blogged about it, and when I read it again, it sounds like fiction. You’re right about friendships changing and how that feels. It’s like the person that you befriended no longer exists, only the shell of the person.

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