Unexpected Encounter with My First Love
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SHORT FICTION BY VIKRAM KARVE
UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER WITH MY FIRST LOVE
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FIRST LOVE
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Your first love has an enduring place in your heart.
This applies to unrequited love too.
My love life is a story of unrequited love — offline (in real life) — and — online (on the social media)
Here is a story of my first love…
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PROLOGUE
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My love life is a never-ending story of unrequited love and heartbreaks — and repeated “dumping”.
Sometimes — I do meet a “girl” who had “dumped” me once upon a time — like this unexpected encounter with my first love…
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UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER WITH MY FIRST LOVE
Story by Vikram Karve
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PART 1
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On a Ship in Port Blair
Circa — December 1980
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The weekly mailbag arrived in the afternoon.
There was one letter for me.
The letter was from my fiancée.
I was delighted.
I took the letter — and went into my cabin.
Then — I opened the letter — and I started reading.
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Dear Arun,
This is my last letter to you.
I am posting this letter from the airport.
By the time you get this letter — I would have flown far away to a foreign land.
As you know — last month — I had gone to England for a seminar to present a research paper.
There — I met someone — a Lecturer — like me.
He too had come to present a research paper — on the same subject as me.
It was love at first sight — for both of us.
I feel that he will be the right soulmate for me — and — I want to live my life with him.
So — I have decided to go to him — to live with him forever.
I am very sorry — but I am calling off our engagement.
I wish you the best — and I am sure you will find someone better than me.
One more thing — I am taking your engagement ring with me.
I don’t know how to send the ring to you on your ship — and I do not want to give the engagement ring to your parents — or my parents — since — I have not told them about all this.
Everyone thinks I am going abroad for an international conference — even my colleagues — and — once I go there — and I do not come back — they will have to accept the situation.
I believe that the country where I am going is quite liberal — and I will be able to stay there — once I get married to him.
Sorry — once again.
Yours sincerely
Smita
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I was devastated that my fiancée ‘Smita’ had dumped me.
And — that too — in such a cold impersonal manner.
But — in due course — I recovered from the heartbreak — and — I moved on in life.
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PART 2
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35 Years Later
Incheon International Airport Seoul
Circa — December 2015
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I recognized her at once — it was the same ‘Smita’ who had dumped me — ‘Smita’ — my first love
Our eyes met.
Smita recognized me too.
We smiled at each other.
“What a coincidence — I never expected to run into you over here…” I said.
“I am waiting for a connecting flight to San Francisco…” she said.
“Oh — I am going to Auckland…” I said.
“Auckland…?” she asked, with a curious look.
“Tourism — just going on a trip to see New Zealand. And you…? Where are you going…?” I asked Smita.
“I am returning from a seminar…” she said.
“Oh — you are still in the ‘teaching business’…?” I asked her.
“Yes — I went on to complete my Ph.D. — and I am a full-fledged Professor for many years now…” she said.
“That’s great…” I said.
“And you…? Still in the Navy…?” she asked me.
“No. I retired a few years ago…” I said.
“So nice to meet you — my flight will be boarding soon — so I must go now…” Smita said — and she extended her hand.
I was shocked to see that Smita was still wearing the same Engagement Ring that I had given her 35 years ago.
“Hey — you are still wearing my engagement ring…” I said to her.
“Yes — do you want it back…?” she asked me.
“No. No. That is not why I asked. I was surprised to see my engagement ring on your finger — even though you are married to someone else…” I said to her.
“I am not married. I never got married. I am still a “spinster”…” she said.
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I was stunned.
After a moment of silence — I said to Smita:
“What…? You are still single…?
You never got married to that guy you met at the seminar — that lecturer you had mentioned in your letter…?
Do you remember that heartbreaking letter which you wrote to me informing me that you were unilaterally calling off our engagement. …?
Why didn’t you marry that “love at first sight” soulmate with whom you wanted to live your life…?
You dumped me for him — didn’t you…?
And — you never got married to him…?
Why…?
Smita — tell me — why didn’t you marry him…?
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Smita looked at me.
And then — she said to me:
“Well — I dumped you.
And — he dumped me.
It is a long story — and I don’t want to discuss it…”
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“I am sorry…” I said.
“You must take back your engagement ring…” Smita said — and she took off the ring.
“No. You keep it. Don’t you like the ring…?” I said.
“I love this ring. It is an exquisite ring. That is why I always wear it…” she said.
“If you like the ring so much — you keep it — the ring looks good on your finger…” I said to her.
“Thanks. Thanks a lot. Anyway — since you have let me keep your engagement ring — I must tell you that — I am still “available”…” she said, with a mischievous smile.
“Ha Ha — thanks for your offer — but — sadly — I am not “available”…” I laughed.
“Are you married…?” she asked me.
“Of course I am very much married — just because you dumped me — did you think I would remain “heartbroken” for my entire life…?” I said.
“I didn’t mean it that way…” she said, looking contrite.
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I looked at Smita.
And — I said to her:
“In fact — I came here to pick up a cup of coffee for my wife.
Why don’t you come with me and meet my wife…?
There is still some time for your flight.
We will have a quick cup of coffee.
Come — let’s go — my wife will be happy to meet you…”
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Smita was silent for a moment.
Then — she asked me:
“Did you tell your wife about me…?
Did you tell her about how I broke the engagement…?”
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I looked at Smita — and — I said to her:
“Of course — I told my wife about you.
There are no secrets between me and my wife…”
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“Oh…” she said, looking a bit nonplussed.
“Come — let’s go. My wife will be delighted to meet you…” I said.
“No. No. I will go for my flight…” she said.
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Smita smiled at me — and she quickly walked away.
I walked to the coffee shop to get the cup of coffee for my wife.
“What took you so long to get a cup of coffee…?” my wife asked me — when I returned to her.
“You won’t believe who I met…” I said.
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And then — I told my wife the whole story.
“Your imagination is really running wild nowadays — you are becoming a “Walter Mitty” like character…” my wife said.
“What is a “Walter Mitty” like character…?” I asked my wife.
“You keep daydreaming — fantasizing all the time — your imagination runs wild — and you make up all sorts of stories. For heaven’s sake — at least — please don’t tell me all these fantasy tales — you can write them in your Fiction Blog if you want…” my wife said.
And so — I am writing this “true” story in my Fiction Blog.
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Tell me — Dear Reader:
Do you believe that this is a true story…?
Or — do you think I am a “Walter Mitty”…?
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VIKRAM KARVE
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This is a revised repost of my story SHE DUMPED ME which was written by me Vikram Karve more than 7 years ago in the February 2016 and earlier posted on my creative writing blogs on Feb 16, 2016 at url: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/02/my-ex-fiancee-and-engagement-ring.htmland http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/02/she-dumped-me.html
This story also posted in my writing blog at url: https://karve.wordpress.com/2018/05/18/encounter-with-the-girl-who-dumped-me/ and https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/07/07/the-girl-who-broke-my-heart/ and https://karve.wordpress.com/2021/02/19/my-ex/ and https://karve.wordpress.com/2021/08/02/the-engagement-ring/ and https://karve.wordpress.com/2022/01/09/my-first-love/ and https://karve.wordpress.com/2023/03/05/my-first-love-the-girl-who-dumped-me/ etc
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