Friday, December 5, 2014



Short Fiction Story

From my Creative Writing Archives:

One of my recent stories, flash fiction  I wrote this in March 2013 (titled: EPIPHANY)

Here is the story once more, abridged, revised and updated, for you to read.

Do tell me if you like the story

EPIPHANY – A Story By Vikram Karve


ANITA – My Wife
RITA – My ex-fiancee who dumped me and broke our engagement

One month after my wife Anita died, I decided to shift out of my house to an old age home.

Anita had been such a loving and caring wife for 50 years, and her memories so haunted our home, that I could not bear to live here any longer.

So I started going through our belongings – deciding which to take with me keep and which to dispose off.

First I sorted my belongings – then I started going through Anita’s things.

I found the envelope hidden at the bottom of my wife Anita’s jewellery box, below her ornaments, when I was clearing her private cupboard.

The envelope was open. 

There was a letter inside:

Dear Anita,

Since you frankly told me everything about you and George last evening I could not sleep all night.

I thought over the matter. 

I also talked to my parents.

I have decided to break my engagement with George.

I think this will be best for all of us.

I am enclosing inside this envelope the engagement ring that George gave me.

This engagement ring now rightfully belongs to you.

Dear Anita  I wish you a happy married life with George.

I have decided to go abroad to my aunt’s place in London for a few months to cool off and get over this sudden disappointment.

My parents will inform George and his parents about the broken engagement.

Yours sincerely,
05 December 1964

Yes, it was Rita’s handwriting – no doubt about it.

How can I ever forget her typical cursive handwriting style?

And below her signature, as was her habit, Rita had meticulously written the date: 05 December 1964

Dear Reader: You guessed right – I am George.

Today is the 5th of December 2014.

50 years have passed since Rita wrote this letter which I am seeing for the first time in my life now.

Yes, I am seeing this letter which Rita wrote to to Anita for the first time in my life.

Till this day, I did not know that Anita had met Rita on the 4th of December 1964, just one week after my engagement with Rita.

And immediately after Anita met Rita – Rita broke her engagement with me.

I don’t know what terrible lies Anita told Rita that made Rita take the extreme step of breaking our engagement and dumping me so cruelly.

I can never forget how stunned, devastated and vulnerable I was, when I naively walked into Anita’s compassionate and welcoming arms.

And just imagine – all these years I thought that Anita was a kindhearted loving woman who had rescued me and pulled me out of the abyss of depression after Rita broke the engagement and dumped me.

Yes, all these 50 years I was ever grateful to Anita for her act of kindness – I thought Anita had done me a big favour by marrying me after I had been dumped by Rita.

Now, after 50 years, I know that it in fact was my wife Anita who had orchestrated my breakup with my then fiancee Rita by telling her false stories about me.

Did Anita tell Rita that Anita and Me were having an affair?

Or was it something worse  like Anita was pregnant with my child?

What lies had Anita told Rita that made Rita break off the engagement without even talking to me?

I was totally devastated when Rita’s father had called up to break the engagement.

I had instantly sunk into a terrible depression.

And all these 50 years I thought Anita was such a loving and caring woman who had pulled me out of my depression by marrying me.

Now, after reading the letter, I know that Anita was the devious woman who had intentionally torpedoed and sabotaged my engagement with Rita, made me emotionally vulnerable, and trapped me into marriage.

I hate Anita – bloody scheming bitch …

My blood boils …

But I control the train of my thoughts.

There is no point thinking ill of the dead.

But what exactly did Anita tell Rita?

I will never know.

Anita is dead.

And Rita – she disappeared from my life forever.

50 years have passed.

Maybe Rita is dead.

And even if Rita is alive, and I do meet her, what is the point of asking her now.

Will Rita believe what I have to say?

It is all over. 

I will never know the falsehoods – the lies and untruths about me – that Anita told Rita. 

I will have to live with this burden for the few remaining years of my life.

But hey, where is the engagement ring I had given Rita?

It was an exclusive diamond-studded solid-gold engagement ring which had cost me a fortune. 

Rita’s letter says that the ring is in the envelope.

I look inside the envelope.

There is no ring in the envelope.

I search Anita’s jewellery box, her cupboard, everywhere – but I cannot find the ring anywhere.

Anita must have sold it – yes, that cheap woman must have sold the expensive engagement ring.

What a terrible woman?

Not content with breaking my engagement, Anita even sells the engagement ring.

First Anita contrives the breaking up of my engagement with Rita by telling Rita false stories about me.

Then, when I am down in the dumps due to the broken engagement, Anita makes me believe that she is doing me a big favour by marrying me.

Anita never shows me Rita’s letter in which Rita has sent Anita the expensive engagement ring.

And the worst thing of all – Anita sells off the exclusive diamond-studded solid-gold engagement ring.

My wife Anita.

What a terrible woman?

How wicked can one get?

And just imagine – all these 50 years I thought Anita was such a loving and caring wife.

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A revised and updated version of my Story EPIPHANY First Posted by me 

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