Recently – I saw a link to an article on The Unintended Plight of Children of Divorce on the Social Media – a thought provoking article which evoked an interesting discussion on Social Media on the effect of Divorce on Children.
This reminded me of a story I had written long back – around 6 years ago in the year 2011 – on a similar theme – from the Point of View (POV) of a small boy whose parents are divorced.
I called the story BADMINTON
Read on...
I am sure you have got the drift of what I am trying to say.
This reminded me of a story I had written long back – around 6 years ago in the year 2011 – on a similar theme – from the Point of View (POV) of a small boy whose parents are divorced.
I called the story BADMINTON
Read on...
BADMINTON
A Small Boy Narrates his Life Story
Short Fiction
By
VIKRAM KARVE
Badminton is a game where you volley a shuttlecock back and forth over a net
BADMINTON – A Story By Vikram Karve
Part 1 – DIVORCE
BADMINTON SINGLES
My life is like a game of badminton.
I am the shuttlecock – and my mother and my father are the two opposing players.
Let me explain.
My parents are getting divorced.
Now – both are highly qualified MBAs – and have very meticulously divided their assets – and very painstakingly shared their liabilities.
Except me.
They don’t know how to divide me – so they are fighting it out in court – battling it out for my custody.
And – till they finally decide this way or the other – I am being tossed from one parent to the other – like a shuttlecock is tossed from one player to the opponent in a game of badminton.
From Monday to Thursday – after school is over – I take the Aundh Bus to stay at my mother’s place.
On Friday – I take the Kondhwa Bus to spend the weekend with my father.
On Sunday evening my father has to drop me off at my mother’s place before 6 o’clock.
And – if we are late even by one minute – my mother raises a hue and cry against my father – and she complains to the family court.
After Two Years
Part 2 – REMARRIAGE
BADMINTON MIXED DOUBLES
My life is still like a game of badminton.
But now – after 2 years – there is a slight difference.
Now – instead of Badminton Singles – it is a game of Badminton “Mixed Doubles”.
Let me explain.
On one side of the badminton court – are my REAL FATHER and STEP-MOTHER.
And – across the net – on the other side of the badminton court – are my REAL MOTHER and STEP-FATHER.
And – I am still the “shuttlecock” – being tossed from one side of the badminton court to the other side of the badminton court – back and forth.
However – there is also a big difference.
Earlier – when they used to play “badminton singles” – the rallies were short and sweet – the volleys were gentle – and – each player wanted the “shuttlecock” to fall on their own side of the court.
Now – in “badminton mixed doubles” – the rallies are long and painful – the smashes are hard – and – the players – especially the new players – they want the “shuttlecock” to fall on the other side of the court – across the net.
Do you want me to explain...?
I don’t think I need to.
Now – you tell me one thing:
Am I an “asset” to be divided...?
Or – am I a “liability” to be shared...?
And then – a terrible thought comes to my mind – of a third option.
And – I feel afraid of one thing.
In an actual game of badminton – the shuttlecock may get worn out.
If this happens – the badminton players toss the shuttlecock out of the court – yes – the players throw away the old shuttlecock – and they get a new one.
Oh my God...!!!
Will this happen to me...?
Once they have their own children – what will happen to me...?
Will I become like an “old shuttlecock” – to be discarded – and to be replaced by a “new shuttlecock”...?
Yes – once they get rid of the “old shuttlecock” – maybe the “mixed doubles partners” will stop playing “mixed doubles” with the “old shuttlecock”.
Now – the new partners may start playing “badminton singles” with each other with their own “new shuttlecocks”.
Soon – both couples – my REAL MOTHER and STEPFATHER – and – my REAL FATHER and STEPMOTHER – they will have their very own children.
And then – they may abandon me forever.
Yes – I am really scared that I will be abandoned forever.
I will no longer be an “asset” to be divided.
I will no longer be a “liability” to be shared.
But – I will become a “bad debt” to be written-off from the balance sheets of my biological parents’ lives.
Part 3
CHILDREN OF DIVORCED PARENTS – ASSETS, LIABILITIES or BAD DEBTS...?
Please answer the small boy’s question – and solve his predicament.
Once parents get divorced – and then – they remarry someone else:
1. Are children of their first marriages “ASSETS” to be divided...?
2. Are children of their first marriages “LIABILITIES” to be shared...?
3. Or – Are children of first marriages “BAD DEBTS” to be written-off from the balance sheet of each parent’s life...?
Dear Reader – please comment – and do let us know your views.
VIKRAM KARVE
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