Showing posts with label spouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spouse. Show all posts

Friday, March 2, 2018

Friends with Benefits

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS
Fiction Short Story
By
VIKRAM KARVE

“Nothing has changed between us…” the man says.

“What do you mean “Nothing has changed between us”…? You are now a “married man”…” the woman says.

“That is only on paper. Our relationship will be just the same as before…”

“Just imagine the shock I got – I came to the airport to receive you – full of anticipation – and – the moment I saw you – I rushed towards you – and – I kissed you – and then – you introduce me to this woman – and – you tell me that she is your wife…”

“You shouldn’t have come to the airport – I messaged you not to come to the airport…”

“I missed you so much. And – you never told me that you have got married – and – that you are coming with your new bride…”

“I was going to tell you today – in office…”

“What about her – your wife – how much does she know…?”

“She just knows that we work together – that’s all…”

“I am sure she suspects. She saw me kissing you…”

“You don’t worry about her – I told her that it is the custom here to kiss colleagues – like we do Namaste in India – she said that she understood and that it was okay…”

“She seems to be very naïve and simple…”

“She is a “rustic” type – a “small town girl” – she hasn’t even visited a city – leave alone another country – this is the first time she is seeing a new place…”

“But still…”

“Please Sophie – let’s not talk about her – she is my wife – I will handle her – she will be busy at home with housework – and we will continue to be “friends with benefits” like before – nothing will change in our relationship.

The man (Arun) – and the woman (Sophie) – they look at each other for some time – then – they kiss each other – a passionate kiss – and then – they kiss again and again – and – overcome by the throes of passion – they make love – right there – on the couch – in the office.

After a frenzied bout of lovemaking – they lie on the couch – satiated – and then – the man gets up – and he starts to put on his clothes.

Dressed and ready to go – the man picks up his briefcase – and – he says to the woman:

“I hope I don’t miss my flight. I’ll try to finish of the work today itself and come back by the evening flight. From the airport – I will come straight to your place – and we will spend the night together. I have told my wife that I will be returning tomorrow evening – so she won’t know anything…”

After the man leaves – the woman tidies herself – she walks to her desk – and she begins her work.

To be continued… 

VIKRAM KARVE
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Thursday, November 28, 2013

FAUJI MEMSAHIBS - THE CHANGING FACE OF THE MILITARY WIFE

HUMOR IN UNIFORM

FAUJI MEMSAHIBS

THE CHANGING FACE OF THE MILITARY WIFE (Then and Now)
Do Wives Still Matter in the Army, the Navy and Air Force?
Incoherent Ramblings of a Retired Mind
By
VIKRAM KARVE

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2. This story is a work of fiction. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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IS A MILITARY WIFE AN “ASSET” TO HER HUSBAND’S CAREER PROSPECTS?

We were all sitting in the wardroom discussing the recently arrived flag rank promotion signal.

It was a big surprise.

There was a Captain who we all admired.

He was a true Sea Dog who was universally acknowledged as an outstanding professional.

We were shocked to hear that this highly respected officer had been passed over for promotion to Rear Admiral.

And what was worse – a non-descript “armchair sailor” who had spent most of his time pushing files ashore had been promoted.

The quirk of fate was being hotly debated with emotions being fuelled by the intake of generous amounts of whisky.

“Never go to sea if you want to get promoted,” an officer said.

“What bloody injustice! They ignore a smart deserving officer and promote that stupid clueless dolt. Have you seen him?” another angry officer said loudly in disgust. 

“Have you seen his wife?” a voice was heard, from a dark corner of the wardroom.

I know what you are thinking.

You are probably imagining that she was a promiscuous sex bomb sleeping around and distributing sexual favours to get her husband promoted.

We thought the same thing too.

But a few days later, when we met the lady, we were in for a big surprise.

She was a most elegant, genteel, gracious and charming lady – an epitome of grace and poise.

She treated us with utmost courtesy and we were enchanted by her refinement, her polished manner and her dignified personality.

She was an embodiment of an ideal naval wife.

We normally say in naval jargon – ‘this sailor is an “asset” to the ship’.

In a similar way, this wife was an “asset” to her husband’s career prospects.

She embodied the saying: “Behind every successful man is a woman”.

We realized that, sometimes, wives do matter.

Of course, someone told me that wives matter more in the Army than in the Navy.

That a lifelong confirmed bachelor could become a Navy Chief (and many single officers rose to high naval rank) bears testimony to the fact that, at least in the navy, wives did not matter that much as far as an officer’s career prospects were concerned.

But my late father-in-law who was an army officer from the prestigious first course of the National Defence Academy (NDA) (or 1st JSW – as he liked to call it) once told me that one of his most distinguished coursemates, who was a true professional army officer, and who had won medals for valour in war, could not make it to the top, probably because he was a bachelor.

It appears that, in earlier days, as far as wives were concerned, there was a big difference between the navy and the army.

I really do not know whether things have changed now.


DO WIVES STILL MATTER IN THE MILITARY (ARMY NAVY AIR FORCE)?

When you join the navy as a carefree bachelor, you don’t care, or you don’t even know, about these intricacies.

At least, in the 1970’s, when we were young officers on board ships, wives did not matter much.

Those days most of us were bachelors, and we were so busy sailing, that we hardly knew the wives of married officers.

Yes, if you were on board a ship, wives did not matter – what mattered most is how well you did your job.

I am sure it is the same in field jobs in the army and flying duties in the air force.

Wives start gaining importance in “peacetime soldiering” where professionalism takes a back seat and other aspects start predominating.   

As we grew senior we gradually realised that wives did matter, especially in shore appointments and tri-service establishments, where there was more social interaction.

Please don’t misunderstand me.

I am not saying that your career prospects depended upon your wife’s attributes.

Far from it.

You had to be good in your job and deliver the goods.

Let me put it this way.

Other things being equal, the officer with a “better” wife did stand a better chance of getting a good ACR.

Like beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, the term “better” was highly subjective too and depended on how you (and your wife) were perceived by your boss (and the “first lady”).

I think things must have changed now.

Nowadays, most navy wives pursue their own careers (it must be the same with most military wives too).

These modern career women, the “new age” military wives, have an identity of their own, distinct from their husband’s identity.

They do not require the crutches of their husband’s rank for giving them status.

In fact, many military wives earn more money than their fauji husbands and many wives have better career prospects too.

Long back, for the traditional homemaker military wife, her husband’s career was the “be all and end all” of her life and all her efforts were towards boosting her husband’s career prospects.

Now, for a career woman married to a military officer, it may no longer be so, as the wife has her own career ambitions.

Traditional equations have changed, and these modern career women may not be willing to kowtow before the so-called “senior ladies”.

An old sea dog once said: “There is nothing like “senior lady” in the navy. Yes, there are ladies who are wives of senior officers and that’s it!”

As far the world of military wives is concerned, another interesting thing has happened.

In the 1990’s the defence forces opened their doors to women.

The advent of women into the hitherto aggressively male world of the military has changed things drastically.

The opportunity for workplace intimacy within the cocooned military environment made it easy for male and female officers to fall in love with each other and have intimate relationships.

The result of these “office romances” was that many men and women officers get married to each other.

Now, we have a new kind of “fauji” wife – the “uniformed memsahib”.


THE CHANGING FACE OF THE MILITARY WIFE

Look how things have changed.

1. First, we had the “full time” military wife whose only identity was her husband’s rank.

2. Then, we had the working “career woman” military wife who had her own separate identity which had nothing to do with her husband’s military rank.

3. And now we have the “uniformed memsahib” who has a military rank of her own (and if she prefers, she can flaunt her husband’s rank too).


ROLE AMBIGUITY OF THE UNIFORMED MEMSAHIB 

As far as the “uniformed memsahib” is concerned, is there a confusing role ambiguity?

What is her relationship with the so-called “senior ladies”?

If you go by actual facts, the official status of a woman officer is higher than that of a “senior lady” whose only claim to fame is her husband’s military rank.

Does the “uniformed memsahib” attend AWWA and NWWA meets?

You may not believe this, but these wives welfare organisations, AWWA, NWWA and AFWWA, have a rather “feudal” hierarchy where a wife’s “appointment” depends on husband’s rank.

What happens when a young lady army officer (say, a Captain) gets married to her boss, a Lieutenant Colonel, who is commanding the unit?

Does she become the “first lady” or does remain an ordinary officer serving in that unit?

Like I said, is there a confusing role ambiguity when a female officer gets married to a male officer and becomes a “uniformed memsahib”?

I do not think it is true, but someone once told me long back that he had heard that a lady officer was appointed as an “ADC” to a Senior Officer’s Wife in her capacity as President of the Wives Welfare Association.

I do not believe this, but if such things are happening, it is indeed shocking, and in such cases the women officers have themselves to blame for not maintaining the dignity of their rank.

The moot question remains:

In the “new age” military (army navy air force) – do wives still matter ?

VIKRAM KARVE
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A creative person with a zest for life, Vikram Karve is a retired Naval Officer turned full time writer and blogger. Educated at IIT Delhi, IIT (BHU) Varanasi, The Lawrence School Lovedale and Bishops School Pune, Vikram has published two books: COCKTAIL a collection of fiction short stories about relationships (2011) and APPETITE FOR A STROLL a book of Foodie Adventures (2008) and is currently working on his novel and a book of vignettes and an anthology of short fiction. An avid blogger, he has written a number of fiction short stories and creative non-fiction articles on a variety of topics including food, travel, philosophy, academics, technology, management, health, pet parenting, teaching stories and self help in magazines and published a large number of professional  and academic research papers in journals and edited in-house journals and magazines for many years, before the advent of blogging. Vikram has taught at a University as a Professor for 15 years and now teaches as a visiting faculty and devotes most of his time to creative writing and blogging. Vikram Karve lives in Pune India with his family and muse - his pet dog Sherry with whom he takes long walks thinking creative thoughts.

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Monday, February 27, 2012

I WANT TO MARRY YOUR HUSBAND - My Favourite Short Stories Revisited Part 51

MY FAVOURITE SHORT STORIES REVISITED Part 51
I WANT TO MARRY YOUR HUSBAND
Short Fiction - A Romance
By
VIKRAM KARVE

Dear Reader: 
For your Monday Morning, to cheer you up, here is a lighthearted story from my Creative Writing Archives - one of my recent stories - I wrote this around two years ago, I think. 

“I want to marry your husband.”

“What? Are you mad or something?”

“No. I am not mad. Can’t you see? I am perfectly okay. I want to marry your husband. So I have come to ask you to please let him free…”

“I don’t want to talk to you. Please leave my office.”

“Come on Anu…”

“Anu? Listen Madam, my name is…”

“Anamika – Mrs. Anamika Prem Kumar, Senior Project Manager, IT whiz kid, ambitious, ruthless, careerist… I know everything about you…and don’t ‘madam’ me…call me Priti…that’s my name...Prem must have told you about me.”

“Priti?...never heard of you…I don’t know who you are…Prem’s told me nothing about you…he’s never even mentioned your name.”

“Funny, isn’t it? Think about it. I know everything about you but you know nothing about me. You see, your husband Prem tells me everything about you – each and every detail, yes, with me he even shares your intimate secrets, but he does not tell you about me – your darling husband hides his relationship with me from you!”

“Relationship? Intimate secrets? What nonsense…”

“Shall I tell you about your honeymoon…Things only you and Prem should know?”

“Who the hell do you think you are? Barging into my office unannounced…”

“Hey, I didn’t barge in. I sent you my visiting card, and you called me in, isn’t it? It’s all there on my card, my name, designation, the company I work for…Let’s say I am your husband’s colleague, his work-mate, his teammate, we almost share the same desk...”

Anamika looks at the card, picks up her cell-phone, but before she can dial Priti interrupts her, “You’re calling Prem? Don’t disturb him, Anu. Prem must be sleeping.”

“Sleeping? At eleven in the morning? He should be in office…”

“See, you don’t even know…”

“What?”

“Prem had his wisdom tooth extracted last evening…it was very very painful…Poor Prem…He was in such excruciating agony that I had to sit at his bedside the whole night…First thing in the morning I gave him a sedative and drove straight down to Pune to meet you.”

“You were with him the whole night?”

 “No. No. It’s not what you think. We’re not having a physical affair – it’s purely platonic – maybe you can call it an emotional affair – at least till now – but it’s still a love affair, isn’t it?”

“Love? How can he love you? I am his wife!”

“Wife? Oh yes, you’re his legally wedded wife! But tell me Anu, where are you when he needs you..?”

“Needs me…?”

“See, you’re so busy out here in Pune chasing your career dreams that you don’t even know what he’s going through staying alone in Mumbai.”

“Of course I know. I speak to him on the mobile every day…”

“I know. Prem tells me all about it…and he also tells me how you bore him sick during your weekend rendezvous with your nauseating mask of fake love, he is fed up of your sugary sweet talk, your pretence, your ‘caring and sharing’ act...”

“That’s not true…we spend ‘Quality Time’ together…”

“Ha, Ha... ‘Quality Time’ indeed…once a week…it’s once a month now isn’t it…since you have started working on weekends to meet your deadlines…and long gaps when you go globetrotting on your projects…well you may be having your rare moments of ‘Quality Time’ with Prem, but me and Prem are spending plenty of ‘Quantity Time’ together…and that’s what really matters…”

 “Listen Miss Priti…I’ve tolerated you long enough…I think it’s time you go now…I’ve work to do…And I am warning you…don’t try to steal my husband from me…”


“Steal your husband? There is no need for me to steal your husband…he is already mine…it is you who have thrown Prem into my arms then I am quite willing to have him be there…and hold onto him tight...”

The woman called Anu gets up and says, “I think it is time for you to go now.”

“I’ll tell Prem to get the papers ready. I think it’s best to get this over with as fast as possible.”

 “Papers? What papers? I am not going to sign any papers. And I am warning you Miss…you just stay away from my husband…Good Bye!”

“Be reasonable, Anu…we are three persons in this marriage. That’s not good. There should be only two persons in a marriage, not a threesome. You are his paper wife, I am his office wife. Between the two of us I think I am more in tune with him, so I think it is you who will have to leave the threesome…Think about it…take your time…I am sure you will understand…” Priti says and leaves Anu’s office.

She doesn’t take the lift, but deliberately walks down the staircase, reflecting on her tête-à-tête with Anu, congratulating herself on a job well done.

She returns her visitor’s pass at the reception, walks past the foyer, crosses the road and reaches her car.

The moment Priti sits in her car she calls up her “office husband” Prem from her mobile.

“I spoke to her,” Priti says to Prem, the moment comes on line.

“I know. Anu rang up just now,” Prem says.

 “So fast?”

“You really seem to have really rattled her. Anu’s coming down to Mumbai this evening after work. She’s taken a week’s leave. She wants to stay with me in Mumbai, talk things over. She was even asking about my wisdom tooth…she said she wanted to look after me!”

“Really?”

“Thanks, Priti. I think you’ve saved my marriage.”

 “Come on Prem…there’s no ‘thank you’ and ‘sorry’ between friends.”

“Yes, Priti, you’re really my true friend, my best friend in the world!”

“Hey, don’t get sentimental…and by the way…if she doesn’t turn up and gives you a ditch…if Anu ever dumps you…just remember I am always there for you…but I’m sure she’ll come and everything will work out for you two.”

“I hope so.”

“I’m sure of it…and now I am going to make myself scarce for a few days…spend some time with my sister in Pune…then we’ll meet at the office and talk…bye.”

“Bye,” Prem says and he feels a flood of love, a unique affection, a sort of warm gratitude for Priti.

Meanwhile, Prem’s wife Anu aka Mrs. Anamika Prem Kumar leaves her office and walks across to the cabin of her “office husband”. She enters and closes the door.

“You won’t believe it,” she laughs, “dodo is having an affair!”

“Your husband is having an affair? I cannot believe it!” the man says incredulous.

“The female was here. Her name is Priti...works in Prem's office...she came here all the way from Mumbai,” Anu says, and then Anu tells her companion all about it.

“Just imagine, Anu! You were almost going to tell him about us...and you were feeling so guilty...now what are you going to do?”

“I’m going to Mumbai to meet him. I’ll throw a real tantrum…I will create a ruckus, tell him he is a cheat...I will accuse him of infidelity, of being disloyal, of betraying me...I will tell him I want out...I think it is better that he has the guilt conscience, isn't it?”

“Yes,” the man says, “it is much better that he has the guilty conscience.”


VIKRAM KARVE
Copyright © Vikram Karve 2012
Vikram Karve has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this review. 
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About Vikram Karve

A creative person with a zest for life, Vikram Karve is a retired Naval Officer turned full time writer. Educated at IIT Delhi, ITBHU Varanasi, The Lawrence School Lovedale and Bishops School Pune, Vikram has published two books: COCKTAIL a collection of fiction short stories about relationships (2011) and APPETITE FOR A STROLL a book of Foodie Adventures (2008) and is currently working on his novel and a book of vignettes and short fiction. An avid blogger, he has written a number of fiction short stories, creative non-fiction articles on a variety of topics including food, travel, philosophy, academics, technology, management, health, pet parenting, teaching stories and self help in magazines and published a large number of professional research papers in journals and edited in-house journals for many years, before the advent of blogging. Vikram has taught at a University as a Professor for almost 15 years and now teaches as a visiting faculty and devotes most of his time to creative writing. Vikram lives in Pune India with his family and muse - his pet dog Sherry with whom he takes long walks thinking creative thoughts.

Vikram Karve Academic and Creative Writing Journal: http://karvediat.blogspot.com
Professional Profile Vikram Karve: http://www.linkedin.com/in/karve
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Vikram Karve Creative Writing Blog: http://vikramkarve.sulekha.com/blog/posts.htm
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