Wednesday, May 15, 2013

WHY I LOVE MY WIFE - Blog Fiction Story No. 41

Blog Fiction Story No. 41

Short Fiction – A Love Story
From my Creative Writing Archives: 

One of my recent short stories - I wrote this two years ago, in 2011, I think. 

By the way, this is FICTION - my imagination running wild, as always.

Do comment and tell me if you liked the story

For those who have been lucky to have a love marriage, there is an important day to celebrate called wedding anniversary.

For me and my wife, surviving one of those quintessential arranged marriages, our wedding anniversary is just another day.

That is why, instead of romancing each other over candlelight dinner, my wife and I are browsing books at the bookstore.

Suddenly my wife says to me, “Arun, look...!”

“Where?” I ask.

“There, near the window – look at the woman in the red dress,” my wife says, pointing her hand.

I look at the woman in the red dress.

“Don’t you know who she is?” my wife asks excitedly.

“No,” I say.

“She is Nisha – the famous romantic author,” my wife says ardently.

“I’ve never heard of her,” I say nonchalantly.

“You come with me,” my wife says and I follow her towards the bestseller rack near the entrance, where she pulls out a paperback from the shelf and shows me the photo of the woman in the red dress on the back-cover.

“Yes, it is her,” I say, “let’s go home.”

“Come, Arun, let’s meet her and get her autograph on this book…” my wife says.

“No…” I interrupt, “she’s browsing…she won’t like to be disturbed…let’s go…” I say and I turn towards the exit.


“No…don’t give these authors too much importance…let’s go home…” I say irritably, motioning my wife with my eyes.

“You go. I’m going to get her autograph on this book,” my wife says, and she starts walking towards the woman in red who is still absorbed nose deep into browsing the book in her hand.

I turn and quietly walk into the philosophy section and browse books.

After a while my wife comes and says, “She wants to meet you…”


“Nisha – the author…”

“But I don’t want to…”

“Hi Arun, remember me?” says the woman in the red dress suddenly appearing in front of me.

I am terrified, struck dumb, speechless. 

I shiver in trepidation as I stare at the woman in front of me.

“Arun and me had a real good time together in college,” the woman in the red dress says to my wife.

Then, the woman looks at me and says, “You remember what all we did, don’t you, Arun?”

I avert my eyes and I wish the earth below me would split and swallow me up.

“Hey Arun darling, you’ve told your wife all about us, haven’t you?” the woman in the red dress says loudly, digging her fangs into me like a snake.

Seeing the horror-struck expression on my face the woman turns and speaks to my wife, “I am really sorry, but I thought there was no place for secrets between husband and wife….”

My wife looks at the woman in red dress. 

My wife looks at the woman defiantly, directly into her eyes, and my wife emphatically says to her, “Of course Arun has told me everything about you. Yes, Nisha, I know everything about you and Arun. He has told me every single thing.” 

Then my wife turns to me and says, “shall we go home, Arun ?”

Mesmerized, awestruck, I look at my wife.

For the first time in my life I feel a flood of love for her.

That is the moment I fall in love with my wife.

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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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Shilpa Gandotra said...

this might be fiction but it is true in many lives - and love marriages are no different - the 'love' gets burnt in the marriage fire and life starts afresh after marriage.

Well written!

Unknown said...

Aw... this is another super duper short story from you. You exactly know how to add spice to every story...

Vikram Waman Karve said...

Hi Shilpa,
I agree with you about love being "burnt" and life beginning afresh afer marriage.
Also, sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
Thanks for your comments

Vikram Waman Karve said...

Hi Cynthia,
Thanks for your nice words.
But the "spice" was unintended.