A Single
Mother and Her Mother
Fiction Short Story
By
VIKRAM
KARVE
“Dramatis
Personae”
S: A Single Mother
M: Her Mother (Mother of the Single Mother)
“S”
and “M” are having a conversation after dinner…
S: How can you stay with such a
horrible man…?
M: He is your father. Speak
respectfully about him.
S: I know he is my father. But I am
surprised how are living with him for 36 years.
M: He is my husband.
S: Yes – a most terrible and cruel husband.
I don’t understand why you tolerated his cruelty for all these years…?
M: Cruelty…? What are you saying…?
Your father has never been cruel to me.
S: He keeps shouting at you – in fact
– he just yelled at you during dinner.
M: That is his nature – but – he
doesn’t mean it at all.
S: I have seen him shouting at you in
public. I don’t understand how you can tolerate such insults…?
M: I know – sometimes he reacts
impulsively – that is a fault of his. But otherwise – he has been a very good
husband.
S: Good Husband…? You call such an
uncouth man a “good husband”…?
M: He has always been loyal to me.
S: “Loyal”…? What are you trying to
imply…?
M: No nothing…
S: Are you talking about my divorce…?
M: No. Let’s not talk about that…
S: My husband tried to treat me like a
“doormat” – so – I taught him a lesson. But just look at you...? You have
meekly accepted being a “doormat” all your life while your husband walks all
over you.
M: He is a good man. He has looked
after me well – and you too – he ensured that you got the best possible education.
S: That was his duty…
M: Duty…? He worked hard so that we
had everything – house, money, a comfortable life, whatever things we wanted –
even now – he takes care of all my needs – he never says “No” whenever I want
anything. He was the “breadwinner” – and even now – after he has retired – it
is his pension and savings that keep us comfortable…”
S: Oh. So – that is the real reason
why you are living with him despite his arrogant behavior – you are “financially
dependent” on him…
M: No. It has got nothing to do with
that.
S:
Of course it has
got everything to do with that – I could leave my husband because I am “financially
independent”.
M: You made a mistake – you could have
adjusted – and also – just because you had a fight with your husband doesn’t mean
that you...”
S: I told you that I don’t want to
talk about that…
M: Then – what do you want to talk
about…?
S: I want you leave that horrible man –
and – you come and stay with me…
M: What…? You want me leave your
father – and you want me to come and stay with you…? Are you mad…? How can I
leave my husband just like that…?
S:
You have suffered
him for your entire life just because you were “financially dependent” on him.
Now – there is no need for you to meekly tolerate his insulting behavior…
M: What do you mean…?
S:
You come and live
with me in Mumbai. You will be more comfortable over there than in your small
stuffy flat over here. I have moved into an even more luxurious house than the
one you saw last time when you visited – you will have all the facilities you
want over there – I will keep a car and driver at your disposal whenever you
want…
M: And what about your father…?
S: He can stay back here…
M: What are you saying…? You want me
to live there in Mumbai with you – and – you want him to live all alone over
here…?
S:
He is quite capable
of staying alone…
M: But – why should he stay all
alone…?
S: Because I want you to stay with me
and have a comfortable life. After suffering all these years of tyranny –
living with that oppressive man – you deserve a bit of happiness and freedom…
M: He is your father. Yes – he may be
a bit dominating – but – that is between him and me. I don’t like you talking
like this…
S:
Okay. Okay. I will
not talk about that obnoxious man. Let him remain here. I am taking you with me
to Mumbai tomorrow – I am going to “liberate” you from slavery…
M:
What…? Tomorrow…? How
can I come with you to Mumbai leaving your father all alone over here…?
S:
Please mummy – no discussion
now. We are flying tomorrow to Mumbai – I have already booked your ticket. Now you
go inside and start packing your bags. I have to make an important call…
EPILOGUE
The Daughter “S” goes out into the balcony.
She looks at her smartphone.
It is past 9 o’clock
at night.
Normally – she wouldn’t
think of disturbing her boss at this late hour – but the matter is most
important.
She dials the number
of her boss.
After a few rings – she
hears the voice of her boss.
“Hello…” her boss
says.
“Sir – I have decided
to accept the assignment – I want the promotion…” she says to her boss.
“Are you sure…? This
job requires a lot of travel – you will be out for almost 20 days every month…”
the boss says.
“I know, Sir…”
“Who is going to look
after your small daughter when you are away…?”
“I have made
arrangements…”
“Arrangements…? A “Nanny”…?”
“I am bringing my
mother to Mumbai to stay with me – she will look after my daughter…”
VIKRAM KARVE
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