Friday, May 26, 2017

Long Distance Marriage – Does Absence Make the Heart Grow Fonder...?

Recently  at a wedding reception – I met long-distance marriage couple who had lived apart for most of their married lives  each pursuing their careers – in different continents. 

They had come together to attend the wedding. 

When asked how they managed their long-distance marriage – they pontificated the oft-repeated famous saying:

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

This reminded me of a fiction short story on the subject I had written more than 11 years ago in the year 2006 – on this theme of marital relationships in a long distance marriage. 

Does absence really makes the heart grow fonder...? 

Read on... 

DOES ABSENCE REALLY MAKE THE HEART GROW FONDER...?
Short Fiction 
 Story of a Long Distance Marital Relationship
A Spoof
By
VIKRAM KARVE


At exactly 8 PM at night – her cell-phone rings in her hand. 

She is expecting the call – that’s why she’s holding the cell-phone in her hand. 

She looks at the caller-id – accepts the call  moves the mobile phone near her ear and she says into the cellphone: “I love you, darling...!”

“I love you, Sugar...!” says her husband’s voice from half way around the globe. 

On his bed beside him  sprawled with arms and legs outstretched like a fallen statue  a naked woman is still asleep  her breathing untroubled.

It’s a long distance marriage 
 and  the married bachelors have been following the same drill for quite some time now – two calls every day – at exactly the same time 

At precisely 8 AM in the morning  she calls him up  just before leaving for work. 

And – at 8 PM at night  she receives his call from half-way across the globe  just before he leaves for work. 

And  both of them start their conversation automatically with the same words of endearment: 

She says: “I love you, Darling...!!!

He says: I love you, Sugar...!!!” 

He is her “Darling”...!!! 

And – she is his Sugar”...!!

Right now – it is 8 PM for the wife – but it is 8 AM for the husband half-way across the globe. 

He has just woken up after a hectic night of passionate lovemaking with the woman lying in bed beside him – and – the moment he is awake – the first thing he has done is to call up his long-distance wife.

“How was your day...?” the husband asks his wife .

“Hectic. Lot’s of work. Deadlines to meet...!!!” the wife answers. 

She steals a glance at the handsome young man sitting beside her in the darkened lounge bar.

“It’s terrible here too...” the husband says, “It’s killing – the work. Too much travelling. Sales meets, seminars, conferences. One hotel to another. Living out of a suitcase. I’m feeling exhausted...”

It’s true. 

The husband is indeed feeling exhausted  a relaxing, satiating kind of exhaustion. 

He gets up and opens the window. 

He allows the early morning air to cool his body. 

Then he turns around and looks at the marvelous body of the woman on his bed. 

She looks lovelier than ever before. 

As he remembers the ferocity of her lovemaking – he feels waves of desire rise within him. 

Not for a long time has the mere sight of a woman aroused the lion in him to such an extent. 

He smiles to himself. 

He feels proud and elated  it was a grand performance. 

With this woman it was spontaneous lovemaking at its best  not like the planned and contrived “quality” lovemaking with his wife  full of performance anxiety  each performing for the other’s gratification  pretence – charade – putting on an act – both faking pleasure  thinking that the other would not know. 

Suddenly – he hears his wife’s voice. 

“Yes, darling. Poor you. I can understand...” the wife says 
– and she sips her potent cocktail. 

It’s her third drink of the evening. 

She wonders what it is – the mysterious but deadly intoxicating cocktails her companion is plying her with  and she is feeling gloriously high.

“I am just waiting for this hectic spell of work to be over 
– so we can meet...” the husband says. 

He sits on the edge of the bed and looks at the sleeping woman. 

Mesmerized. 

Marveling. 

It is difficult to believe that in a few hours from now they – he and the woman –they would be addressing each other formally again.

“Oh, yes. It’s been 3 months 
– and I am dying to meet you. When are we meeting...?” the wife asks.

“I am planning a fantastic vacation. I’ll let you know soon. We’ll go to some exotic place. Just the two of us. 
Quality Time...!” the husband says to his faraway wife  and at the same time  he looks lasciviously at the gorgeously sexy woman lying so close to him.

“That’s great...!!! We must spend some 
Quality Time together...” the wife says to her distant husband – while she snuggles close against her strikingly handsome colleague. 

He presses his knee against hers. 

She presses hers against his. 

He moves his hand around her over her soft skin and pulls her gently. 

She feels an inchoate desire. 

He gently strokes her hair  and she turns towards him  her mouth partly open  as he leans over her. 

Fuelled by the alcohol in her veins  she can sense the want churning inside her  like fire. 

She looks into her companions eyes. 

She feels the intensity of his caresses. 

And  she can sense her resistance melting.

“I love you, 
Sugar...!!!” the husband says.

“I love you, 
“Darling...!!!” the wife says.

Their lovey-dovey conversation completed 
 both the long distance spouses disconnect their cell-phones – and they focus on their present objects of affection.

And  with renewed zeal – they carry on the passionate amorous activity – presently in hand. 

After all  a bird in hand is worth two in the bush.

At the beginning of this story 
 I had quoted a famous saying:

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Yes 
 it seems to be true. 

Absence does seem to make the heart grow fonder – for someone else

Or – to put it succinctly  in a long distance marriage: 

Absence makes the heart wander  and grow fonder  for someone else 

Dear Reader: Do you agree...?

VIKRAM KARVE
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This is an Updated and Revised Version of My Story I LOVE YOU written by me Vikram Karve more than 11 years ago in the year 2006 and posted by me online a number of times on my various creative writing blogs including at urls
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