HUMOUR IN UNIFORM
HAPPILY MARRIED COURSEMATES
Unforgettable Characters I Met in the Navy
A Spoof
By
VIKRAM KARVE
Our ship reached Kochi after a long exercise sailing.
After a brief halt of 3 days we would be off
to Mumbai – our base port.
A few officers from the local units had come
on board – and I was delighted to see my coursemate “X”.
“X” invited me home for
dinner – and I readily accepted – for I was dying to eat some good home cooked
food – and also have a drink and catch up with “X” – who I was meeting after many years.
At 7 in the evening – “X” came to pick me up – and he took me on his scooter to his home.
There – I noticed that another coursemate of
ours – “Y” – was the next-door neighbor
of “X”.
“Hey,” I said to “X”, “I didn’t know “Y” lives
right next to you. Let’s call him over…”
“No – let’s go in first…” my host “X” said – and he rang the doorbell.
His wife opened the door – and “X” ushered me inside – he made me
comfortable and poured me a drink.
While “X”
and I sat with our drinks – his wife went inside the kitchen to prepare some
small eats and get the dinner ready.
“Hey – how about calling “Y” over…?” I said to “X”.
With unwillingness written all over his face –
“X” said to me, “No – let’s not call
him – let’s just the both of us sit together and have a drink ourselves – just you
and me.”
I was surprised at the reluctance of “X” to call “Y” over for a drink – after all, we were all coursemates – and –
in fact – “X” and “Y” were the best of friends during our
Sub Lieutenant’s days – they had even been cabin-mates.
“Okay – I’ll just go across and say ‘Hello’
to “Y” – if you don’t mind,” I said
to “X”.
“No – you can meet “Y” some other time – please don’t go now…” “X” said.
I was totally puzzled on hearing this – and seeing
the bewilderment on my face - “X” said
to me, “Actually “Y” and me are not
on talking terms…”
“What…? I cannot believe it…” I said, “You
and “Y” were bum chums – you were the best of friends – thick
as thieves – what happened – you had a big fight or something?”
“Actually it’s not us – it’s our wives – they
just can’t stand each other – so if you go there – my wife will get very angry,”
he said.
“That’s sad – they had a fight or something…?”
I asked.
“You know how these wives are – they had many
fights – and now things have gone from bad to worse – so we have just stopped
talking to each other…” he said.
After dinner – as “X” and I walked towards his scooter – I had a sneaking suspicion
that “Y” was watching us from the
window of his house.
I felt guilty of not having called on “Y” – so next morning I walked down to
his office.
“Y” was most happy to see
me after so many years.
“Actually – last evening – I had come over to
“X” house for dinner but…” I began
to apologize.
“I know…” he said.
“What happened between “X” and you…? You two were the best of friends since your academy
days – and now you two are not on talking terms…” I remarked.
“There were some issues – between our wives –
and things became pretty ugly – but let’s not talk about it…” he said.
“But we all are coursemates….” I said.
“Please – let’s not discuss it…” he said –
then “Y” looked at his watch – and he
said, “Hey – it’s almost 12 – let’s go to the Command Mess and have some
chilled beer.”
When we reached the Mess Bar – I was surprised
to see “X” waiting for us – and he
greeted “Y” in a most friendly
manner.
Over beer – I was amazed to see the bonhomie
between them – as if it were the good old Sub Lieutenant days.
“Hey – I thought you two were not on talking
terms…” I said to “X” and “Y”.
“Our wives are not on talking terms…” said both
of them – “X” and “Y” – in unison.
Seeing my nonplussed expression, “X” said, “Earlier our wives were the
best of friends – so they used to get together and make life hell for us – so we
realized that if we wanted to enjoy life – it was best that our wives are
daggers drawn with each other…”
“But how did you manage to do it…?” I asked.
“That’s our trade secret…” “Y” said, “come – let’s enjoy our beer –
now when I go back home in high spirits – instead of nagging me for drinking too much – my wife
will be busy complaining about his wife – and vice versa…”
VIKRAM KARVE
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