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Humor in Uniform – The “Grand” Ship’s Anniversary Party – A Case of “False Consensus” and “Abilene Paradox”

July 15, 2018

“The Ship’s Anniversary is next month – any ideas how we should celebrate it…?” the newly appointed Captain asked his Heads of Department (HsOD) at the end of his first HsOD Meeting.

The ship was going to be 2 years old – so it was the ship’s second anniversary after commissioning.

The Captain was newly appointed – but all the Heads of Department (HsOD) – and all the other officers and sailors – they were all from the commissioning crew…

Dear Reader – here is the full story…

Humor in Uniform 

SHIP’S ANNIVERSARY PARTY – An Apocryphal Story by Vikram Karve

FALSE CONSENSUS – ABILENE PARADOX

A Fictional Spoof By Vikram Karve

Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/07/humor-in-uniform-false-consensus-and.html

FALSE CONSENSUS

“The Ship’s Anniversary is next month – any ideas how we should celebrate it…?” the newly appointed Captain asked his Heads of Department (HsOD) at the end of his first HsOD Meeting.

The ship was going to be 2 years old – so it was the ship’s second anniversary after commissioning.

The Captain was newly appointed – but all the Heads of Department (HsOD) – and all the other officers and sailors – they were all from the commissioning crew.

There was silence – each HOD was waiting for someone else to speak first.

Observing that the HsOD were silent – the Captain asked the Executive Officer (XO):

“Okay – “Number 1” – you tell me – how was it celebrated last year…?” 

(On Warships – the Executive Officer (XO) is called “Number 1” …)

The XO said:

“Sir – last year was the first anniversary – so – we had a Grand Party on board – the C-in-C, Fleet Commander, Admiral Superintendent, all Commanding Officers and XOs, Headquarters’ Staff Officers and Senior Officers of shore establishments – Captains and above – and – various officers connected with the ship were invited…”

In his mind – the XO recalled the nightmare getting the ship “shipshape” for the Anniversary Party – the “cleanship” – the painting – the “spit and polish” – the enormous physical effort put in by the sailors just for that one party.

And worse – this time – there was a long sailing – and – the ship would return to harbour just 3 days before the anniversary.

He would have to cancel the “liberty” (shore leave) and get all the sailors working on “cleanship” – the moment they got back to harbour.

The XO was a sensitive officer who cared for his men – and – he felt pity for the plight of his sailors who – despite being tired after a long sailing – instead of going ashore on liberty – would be deployed on the laborious job getting the ship ready for the grand anniversary party.

Postponing a ship’s “anniversary” party was out of the question – since – a ship’s anniversary is a sacrosanct day.

As far as the XO was concerned – in his mind – his frank opinion was – that – instead of “punishing” the sailors by making them slog for the party immediately after returning from sailing – it would be best to scrap the grand ship’s anniversary party.

Yes – the XO felt that there was no need to burden his sailors and waste resources on having a grand ship’s anniversary party .

But – the XO kept his mouth shut – because – he was afraid that if he expressed his opinion about scrapping the ship’s anniversary party – he may look like a fool in front of the Captain and his fellow HsOD.

The Captain looked at the XO and said:

“So – you feel that we should have a grand ship’s anniversary party like last year…?”

The XO nodded – and – he said to the CO:

“Yes, Sir…”

The Captain looked at the other Heads of Department.

In their minds – the “Technical Heads of Department” (Technical HsOD) felt that their sailors would be tired after the long sailing – and – they would have to be immediately deployed for getting the ship ready for the party – cleanship and painting – “spit and polish” – “illuminate ship” – and running of Machinery and Gensets to ensure there was no glitch during the party.

Like the XO had felt in his mind – both the Technical HsOD – the Engineer Officer (EO) and Electrical Officer (LO) – both of them also felt that it would be best to scrap the grand ship’s anniversary party.

But – the Technical HsOD could not read what was going on inside the XO’s mind – especially because the XO had wholeheartedly agreed with the CO that they should have a grand ship’s anniversary party.

They thought about it.

The XO had said that he wanted a grand party – and – it seemed that the Captain too wanted an ostentatious ship’s anniversary party – since he was enquiring eagerly about the previous year’s party.

The Technical Heads of Department did not want to be seen as “dissenters” and “naysayers”.

So – they said to the Captain:

“Yes, Sir – it would be a good idea to have a grand ship’s anniversary party like last year…”

The Captain looked at the Supply Officer.

(“Supply Officers” were later renamed as “Logistics Officers”) 

The Supply Officer (SO) was also the Wardroom PMC (President Mess Committee) by virtue of being the senior-most officer in the Wardroom.

For the “Supply Officer” – it was a “double whammy” – since he was both SO and also the PMC.

The ship would return to harbour just 3 days before the ship’s anniversary party.

And – as Supply Officer and PMC – he would have to organise everything.

He would have to get the provisions – the food and drink – he would have to plan the menu – and – he would have to motivate the fatigued cooks and stewards who would be weary and exhausted after the long sailing.

Being an “ethical officer” – the Supply Officer felt that such “grand parties” were unfair to the ship’s officers – who would have to pay huge party shares in their mess bills.

Also – one small “faux pas” during the party – and his ACR (Annual Confidential Report) would be on the line.

Last time – a dumb steward had served a prawns “small eat” to the “pure vegetarian” wife of an Admiral – and all hell broke loose – and – the Supply Officer was sure that – the erstwhile Captain had not forgotten this gaffe – when he wrote the Supply Officer’s ACR.

Like the other Heads of Department – in his mind – the Supply Officer was also not too keen on having a grand ship’s anniversary party.

(Of course – the Supply Officer did not know what was going in the minds of the others…)

He thought about it.

The three other Heads of Department – the XO, EO and LO – all of them had said they wanted to have a grand ship’s anniversary party.

The Captain also seemed in favour of an ostentatious ship’s anniversary party.

The Supply Officer did not want to be the “lone dissenter”.

He did not want to appear to be a cynical naysayer “Killjoy”.

So – the Supply Officer said:

“Yes, Sir – we should have a grand ship’s anniversary party like last year – even more impressive and grandiose than last year’s party.”

The Captain was happy that there was a “consensus” among all the Heads of Department.

(The Captain had spent most of his Navy career in “Staff Jobs” – pushing files in the landlocked “Northern Naval Command” at New Delhi – and – he was a great believer in “participative decision-making”)

And so – a grand ship’s anniversary party was planned.

The hapless sailors were deployed on “clean-ship” and “paint-ship” immediately on arrival in harbour.

Of course – there was a symbolic perfunctory “cake cutting ceremony” – where the Captain and Youngest Sailor cut the “Anniversary Cake” – but – this was just “tokenism” – and – all efforts were focused on the “Grand Anniversary Party” to be hosted by the Ship’s Officers for the Navy “Big Wigs”.

With their “liberty” cancelled – the sailors cursed the “Ship’s Anniversary” – while they physically slogged getting things “ship-shape” after the grueling sailing which had exhausted them.

While working alongside their demoralized sailors – the Ship’s Officers dreaded the huge “party share” for the anniversary party that would almost wipe out their next month’s earnings.

The Captain may score “Brownie Points” by having a grandiose anniversary party – but it was the ship’s officers who would be footing the bill as the “hosts”.

An occasion like Ship’s Anniversary is supposed to raise morale.

Instead – morale had plummeted.

What an irony…?

And – to make matters worse – the “Grand” Ship’s Anniversary Party was an unmitigated disaster.

Yes – the Ship’s Anniversary Party was a total disaster.

Everything had gone wrong.

There was a “goof up” in protocol – due to confusion in the inter-se seniority of two Rear Admirals – and – the “senior” of the two – who had a bloated ego – claimed that he had been intentionally accorded “shabby treatment” – because he was an Admiral from the Technical Branch – and – he had privately made it known to the XO – that he would take his “revenge” and “fix” the Captain and the XO.

To add the woes – the Electric Power Supply tripped thrice during the Party causing chaos.

As if that was not enough – in a repeat performance of last year’s incompetence – the dumb steward served “Fish Tikka” small eats to a “pure vegetarian” Commodore and his wife – who almost threw up when they realized they were eating Fish.

(The steward had told them it was “Paneer Tikka”.

Of course – from the outside – it looked like paneer tikka – and – it was only when the guests took a bite – that they realized they were eating fish – and they almost puked…) 

The Engineer Officer got gloriously drunk – and – he made a spectacle of himself – swaying from side to side and cracking indecent jokes in a loud voice.

When the Doctor tried to restrain the Engineer Officer – the Engineer Officer smashed his fist into the face of the Doctor and knocked him out cold.

A rival Captain from the Fleet – after enjoying the best of Scotch Whisky and stuffing himself with Food – he wondered why this ship was observing the Ship’s Anniversary on such a “grand scale” when “austerity measures” were in place – and – he even “boasted” that – to observe austerity – he had cancelled his ship’s anniversary party and had just a small cake-cutting ceremony.

This rival Captain sarcastically commented that now when in the Fleet – this ship’s Captain was now celebrating his ship’s anniversary with full gusto in an ostentatious manner on such a grand scale.

But – this very same Captain – when in Naval Head Quarters (NHQ) – he had issued a letter advising “austerity” in ceremonials and celebrations.

The rival Captain was thereby implying that the host Captain was a hypocrite.

(Of course – for maximum effect – the rival Captain made these nasty comments in full hearing of the “powers-that-be”…) 

When things start going wrong – there is a snowballing effect.

There was a series of blunders and “foul ups” – even the food was terrible – and the dessert turned out to be a disaster.

Yes –  the the “Grand” Ship’s Anniversary Party an unmitigated disaster.

This caused all-round demoralization and cynicism – a totally wasted effort and counterproductive enterprise.

In a nutshell – to put it euphemistically in “Catch-22” Style – instead of being a glorious “feather in his cap” – the “Grand” Ship’s Anniversary Party had turned out to be a terrible “black eye” for the Captain.

ABILENE PARADOX

Next morning – the Captain held a “post mortem” meeting with his Heads of Department in his cabin.

The Captain said:

“It would have been better if we had not had such a grand ship’s anniversary party. In fact – it would have been best if we did not have a party at all.”

The XO said:

“Exactly Sir – those were my thoughts too – but I thought that you very much desired to have a grand extravagant party so – as XO – I did not want to let you down – by dissenting with you. But – in hindsight – I agree with you that – it would have been best if we had scrapped the party. There was no need to have such an ostentatious ship’s anniversary party.”

The EO said:

“Yes, Sir – I also was against have a party – I too thought that there was no point wasting so much effort. But – Sir – I thought that since you and the XO were so enthusiastic to have a grand ship’s anniversary party – I didn’t want to be a “killjoy” – so – I too went along with you.

The LO said:

“Sir – frankly – I was apprehensive about the ship’s generators – and – I too did not want to have a grand ship’s anniversary party – but – I did not want appear as a negative “spoilsport” – when I saw that all of you were so eager to have a grand party.”

The SO said:

“Sir – I was totally against having a grand party – I was apprehensive that it would turn out to be “flop show”. But – when I saw that everyone was so keen to have a grand party – I did not want to be the sole “naysayer” – so – I too went along with popular opinion.”

All of them – the Captain and the Heads of Department – they were all perplexed.

In their mind – none of them wanted to have a grand ship’s anniversary party

But – no one had voiced his frank opinion – because each person mistakenly thought that the others wanted to have the grand ship’s anniversary party.

Each person wanted to “please” the others and did not want to be the “odd man out”.

Thus – they developed a “false consensus”.

The “actual consensus” (in the minds of everyone) was not to have a party – no one wanted to have a grand anniversary party.

But – due to the “Abilene Paradox” – a “false consensus” emanated – to have a grand ship’s anniversary party 

Whereas – in actual fact – not even a single officer wanted to have a party.

I saw plenty of examples of the “Abilene Paradox” in the Navy – and – in personal relationships too.

I have observed many situations – where such “false consensus” develops – because everyone wants to go along with what they mistakenly believe is “popular opinion”.

No one wants to “rock the boat” – or appear as the “odd man out”.

So – people are reluctant to expresses their frank opinion.

How do you steer clear of the “Abilene Paradox” and avoid “False Consensus”…?

It is very simple – and – obvious.

Each one of us must frankly express our opinions.

You must speak out what is in your mind – without bothering about what others will think.

Of course – for everyone to be able to express his frank opinion – you must have conducive environment for encouraging free speech – which may not exist in many organizations – especially – in the military – where dissent and contrarian views are frowned upon – and there exists a traditional culture of conformance and “forced unanimity”.

In the Military – individuals are reluctant to publicly say what they privately believe in – especially – if they feel that their own views are contrary to the prevailing opinion.

The phenomenon of “False Consensus” thrives in the Military – thanks to the “Abilene Paradox”.

Dear Reader:

Do you know why this Paradox is called the “Abilene” Paradox…?

I will tell you that – and much more – about the “Abilene Paradox” – in subsequent Blog Posts.

Till then – do think of situations in your own life – at work – at home – in inter-personal relationships – and in social occasions – where you observed the “Abilene Paradox”. 

Have you observed the “Abilene Paradox” in your work, social and personal life…? 

VIKRAM KARVE

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  2. All Stories in this Blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/07/humor-in-uniform-false-consensus-and.html

This is a revised repost of my story FALSE CONSENSUS – ABILENE PARADOX posted online by me Vikram Karve earlier in my Academic and Creative Writing Journal Blog on June 6, 2016 at url: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/06/false-consensus-abilene-paradox.html  and https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/09/19/ships-anniversary-party-story-of-false-consensus-and-abilene-paradox/ and  http://karvediat.blogspot.com/2016/07/humor-in-uniform-grand-ships.html

Tall Poppy Syndrome – Cutting “Successful” People Down to Size

July 15, 2018

The “TALL POPPY SYNDROME”

Ramblings of a Retired Mind By VIKRAM KARVE 

Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.com/2018/03/are-you-victim-of-tall-poppy-syndrome.html

Are You a Victim of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome”…?

In the inimitable war novel  Catch-22  – there is a character called  “Major Major Major Major”

(For brevity – let’s call him “Major Major”)

“Major Major” is a simple amiable officer who is liked by everyone – officers and enlisted men.

One day – the Squadron Commander Major Duluth is killed in action – and – “Major Major” is appointed the Squadron Commander.

Suddenly – everything changes for “Major Major”.

The very same people who earlier loved “Major Major” – now – their attitude towards“Major Major” changes drastically – and – everyone starts resenting his success

Many of his fellow officers have feelings of envy and animosity towards “Major Major”once he is promoted to Squadron Commander.

The most acrimonious and spiteful of them is  Captain Black  – who believes that he himself was the logical choice to replace Major Duluth as Squadron Commander – and – grave injustice has been done by appointing “Major Major” as Squadron Commander.

Captain Black makes every effort to discredit and disparage “Major Major”

Captain Black uses various stratagems to sabotage and humiliate “Major Major” – and – cut him down to size.

This is an example of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome”.

Thanks to his “success” – “Major Major” is a victim of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” – which results in hostility towards successful people.

The “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is a culture where “successful” people are resented, attacked, cut down or criticized because of their success.

Successful People are called “Tall Poppies”. 

And – cutting them down to size is called “Tall Poppying”…

In an organization – the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” can cause in destructive feelings in the colleagues of the successful person – which can lead to resentment, hostility – and “envy attacks” on the “successful” person.

In the Defence Services – some “passed over” (superseded) officers feel a sense of resentment towards those successful officers who have been promoted – and sometimes – this resentment can metamorphose into “Tall Poppy Syndrome” (hostility towards the successful person).

The “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is visible in personal relationships too – in families, friend-circles and in society – where we often see a tendency to resent and disparage successful people due to envy.

In a nutshell – the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is hostility towards successful people – and manifestations of that resentment.

HOW THE TERM “TALL POPPY SYNDROME” ORIGINATED

There are many mythical stories about the origins of the term “Tall Poppy Syndrome”.

In one such apocryphal story – a young son of a King conquers a new land.

The young son asks the King for advice on how to deal with the newly conquered kingdom.

The King – who is strolling in the garden in a grove of poppies – draws his sword – and – with his sword – the King strikes off the heads of the tallest poppies in the grove.

The King’s son gets the message – and he methodically proceeds to kill all the prominent men (the “tallest poppies”) in the newly conquered land.

Once the influential men are eliminated – the son is able to easily govern the conquered land.

The term “Tall Poppy Syndrome” may have been probably derived from this apocryphal story.

Another fable hints that the underlying premise of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is that the tallest plants be cut down to the same size of all the others (cutting down to size)

So – in today’s world:

“Tall Poppying” successful persons means – trying to “cut them down to size”.

Don’t we see examples of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” all around us…?

I saw plenty of instances of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” in the Defence Services – where career prospects are limited due to the pyramidal hierarchy structure – and – it is very difficult to get promoted to high rank – which results in a large number of deserving officers getting “superseded” or “passed over” for promotion.

Many “superseded” officers feel a sense of resentment and envy towards their successful course-mates and try to “Tall Poppy” them.

You will see plenty of examples of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” everywhere – in politics, in the corporate sector, in society, in families and personal life too.

The “Tall Poppy Syndrome” manifests at the societal level too.

One example is the cultural resentment against “migrants” who are more “successful” than the original inhabitants of a country.

Information Technology has been a catalyst in proliferation of the “Tall Poppy Syndrome”.

Nowadays – the Social Media has become a ubiquitous medium for “Tall Poppying”

People can easily express their resentment against “successful” persons on the Social Media – by Trolling them in a malicious manner.

And – such vicious online Trolling (“Tall Poppying”) of an individual on the Social Media can go “viral” very fast – and have a devastating effect on the victim of the “Tall Poppying”.

What is the root cause of the  “Tall Poppy Syndrome” …?

Is the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” a manifestation of the  “Crab Mentality” …?

(If I cannot have something – neither can you have it…)

Or – is it an offshoot of  “The Dog in the Manger” Syndrome …?

(People frequently begrudge something to others – that they themselves cannot enjoy. 

Even if it does them no good – they won’t let others have it.

This mentality is like the mythical dog in fable – the Dog in the Manger – who did not eat the grain – but – who nevertheless prevented the horse from eating the grain either…)

Or – is it just basic human nature…?

Well – I really don’t know – but – I have been on both sides of the fence as far as the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” syndrome is concerned.

Dear Reader:

Have you experienced the “Tall Poppy Syndrome” – as a “victim” – or – as a “perpetrator”…? 

Do you feel a sense of resentment against successful people…? 

If you are a successful person – do you feel others are hostile towards you…? 

Do tell us about it.

VIKRAM KARVE

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Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.com/2018/03/are-you-victim-of-tall-poppy-syndrome.html

Repost of My Article Written By Me in 04 Feb 2017 and Posted on My Various Blogs.

Links to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/02/tall-poppy-syndrome.html  and https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/02/04/immigration-tall-poppy-syndrome/  and https://www.quora.com/profile/Vikram-Karve/Writing-by-VIKRAM-KARVE/Human-Behavior-Psychology-%E2%80%93-Tall-Poppy-Syndrome etc

Military Officers Promotion System – in a Nutshell

July 15, 2018

Musings on Defence Human Resources Management 

Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/12/military-promotion-system-railway-train.html

Armed Forces Officers Promotion System – The Railway Train Metaphor 

Around 18 years ago – during my Mumbai days – I happened to go for an evening walk with a Senior Railway Officer.

He asked me about the Navy Promotion System.

Precisely – he wanted to know why officers got “passed over” for promotion at an early age.

Why were so many defence officers permanently superseded with no hope of promotion for their entire careers till they were superannuated and retired from service….?

Since he was a Railwayman – this is how I explained it to him…

NAVY (MILITARY) PROMOTION SYSTEM (in a Nutshell) – The Railway Train Metaphor

Musings of a Veteran

A Fictional Spoof By VIKRAM KARVE

Many years ago – I was travelling by train.

Our train slowed down – deviated from the main-line onto a side-track – and stopped.

The signal ahead of the side-track was Red.

I got down from the train.

I saw a railway-man holding red and green signal flags.

I asked the railway-man:

“Why has our train stopped…?”

“Your train has been halted to let the express train overtake…” he said.

“But – our train is also an express train…” I said.

“Yes. But the express coming behind you is a long distance train – it has priority…”

There was another track – a railway siding – ending in a dead-end – with a buffer stop.

On this “dead-end” track – there stood a train comprising decrepit coaches.

“What about that train…?” I asked the railway-man.

“That is a rake of dilapidated old coaches – waiting to be declared unserviceable and condemned to be retired and scrapped…” he said.

Suddenly – a thought struck me.

The situation was exactly like the Navy Promotion System – or rather – like the Military Promotion System – for Officers.

Those days – promotions till the rank of Lieutenant Commander (Major/SqnLdr) were by Time-Scale – you became a Lieutenant Commander after completing 11 years of commissioned service.

Then – after a few years – around 17/18 years of service – you faced your first Promotion Board (PB1) for promotion to the rank of Commander (LtCol/WgCdr).

[Now – after the AVS Cadre Review – promotions till the rank of Commander (LtCol/WgCdr) are by Time Scale (13 Years) – and you face your first Promotion Board (PB1) for promotion for promotion to the rank of Captain (Colonel/GpCapt)

Your first Promotion Board (PB1) may have been delayed by one rank – but – the essence of the promotion system remains the same – and the “Railway Train Metaphor” applies equally aptly]

Metaphorically – a Promotion Board (PB) is like the Railway Signal.

And – Officers of a Batch were like “Trains” rushing towards the Signal.

Some “Trains” were given the “Green Signal” and allowed to pass through.

(These were the lucky officers cleared for promotion and placed on the select list”…)

The remaining officers were like trains diverted on the side-track and stopped.

They would be made to wait for one year (Officers placed on “R1” List).

After one year – there would be the next annual Promotion Board.

Some of these “R1” Officers would be given the “green signal” and they would proceed ahead in their careers.

These “R1” Officers of the previous batch would conjoin with the next batch of “First Shot” Select List Officers who had got the “green signal” on their first attempt and were rushing ahead on the main track.

The remaining “R1” Officers (who did not get the “green signal”) – they would have to wait for one more year on the side-track (“R2” List).

After one more year – a few “R2” Officers would be given the “green signal” and they would proceed ahead in their careers.

Those officers still remaining on the “side-track” would be given one last third chance after one more year – and the few lucky ones to get the “green signal” – they would proceed ahead in the career journey.

Those unlucky officers who could not make it in 3 attempts – they would be declared “permanently superseded” – and these unfortunate officers would be shunted off to the “dead-end railway siding” with a permanent red signal.

They would be kept there till superannuation – just like the old railway coaches on the “dead-end” railway siding – waiting to be declared unserviceable and condemned to be retired and scrapped.

From their “dead-end railway siding” – these hopeless and hapless “permanently superseded” officers would watch their juniors rush ahead every year getting “green signals”

One fine day – after remaining static on the “dead-end siding” for many years – these forlorn superseded officers would be “superannuated” and “retired” from service.

(A few superseded officers would manage to get “re-employment” and prolong their agony on the “dead-end siding” for one more year).

Those lucky “Trains” (Officers) that rushed past the first “green signal” (PB1) – they would face a series of signals (Promotion Boards for each higher rank – PB2, PB3 etc) – with similar situations – but – getting tougher and tougher – with very few “Trains” (Officers) getting the “green signal” – as ranks got higher and higher.

I have tried to illustrate the military promotion system in a simplistic manner using the “railway train metaphor”.

There may be many types of “complications” (“jumping the signal”) – due to Representations/Litigations/“Flexible HR Management” etc

But – in essence – the military promotion system is metaphorically like the railway train “paradigm” illustrated above.

Dear Readers – especially Military Veteran Readers – I eagerly await your comments…

VIKRAM KARVE

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Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/12/military-promotion-system-railway-train.html

This Story also posted earlier in this blog at url: https://karve.wordpress.com/2018/04/13/navy-military-promotion-system-the-railway-train-paradigm/

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How to end an Affair – The “Goodbye Kiss”

July 13, 2018

I still remember my girlfriend’s words…

“You guys are all the same. 

You want modern uninhibited girlfriends. 

But – you want conservative homely wives. 

You want to have a “good time” with your girlfriends. 

And then – you want to get married to the “back home type” girl – the girl your parents have chosen for you. 

I thought you were different. 

I thought that you really loved me. 

But – you turned out to be just like all the others…” she said.

And then – she walked away…

The GOODBYE KISS

A Love Story 

Short Fiction – By Vikram Karve  

Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/06/goodbye-kiss.html

The GOODBYE KISS : Love Story – By Vikram Karve

Mumbai (then called Bombay) – Circa 1977

GOODBYE KISS – Part 1

“I want to see her for one last time…” my friend said to me.

“Why…?” I said.

“I want to give her a “Goodbye Kiss”…” he said.

“No…” I said firmly.

“Please…”

“No…”

“I really loved her – I still love her…”

“It is called “lust” – not “love”…”

“Even she loves me…”

“Are you crazy…? Can a woman like her love anyone…?”

“I love her. She loves me. We both love each other – our love is a “two-way” love – mutual love…”

“Ha Ha – it was more like “Mutual Lust”…”

“Please don’t say that. Our relationship was above that level – it was love – our friendship was based on a deep love for each other…”

“Ha Ha – “Friendship based on Deep Love” – are you kidding…? You two were just “friends with benefits” – that’s all…”

“That’s not true – “friends with benefits” – how can you say that…? You have not understood the depth of our relationship – our love for each other…”

“Depth of your Relationship…? Love…? Bloody bullshit…!!! It was a simple “quid pro quo” – she gave you what you wanted – you gave her what she wanted – you both got what you wanted – a simple “tradeoff” – and now – the “transaction” is over – and – both of you can move on and go your own ways…”

“Still – I am feeling so guilty that I dumped her – just like that – “use and throw”…”

“Don’t feel guilty. You haven’t “dumped her” – because – she was wasn’t yours in the first place – and – you said it right – “use and throw” – she’s just a “fleet auxiliary” – and that’s what “fleet auxiliaries” are meant for – you “use and throw” them – and – that’s what these “fleet auxiliaries” do to us also – isn’t it – they too “use and throw” us – you “use and throw” her – and – she does the same to you – that’s how it works. However – let me tell you one thing – you are still yearning for her – but – for all you know – she may have already found someone else – and – maybe – she is having a “good time” with her new lover right now…”

“Never – she will never do that – she will always love me…” my friend said to me.

“Are you crazy…? I told you – she is just a frivolous “fleet auxiliary”…” I said to my friend.

AN EXPLANATORY DIGRESSION – for Readers not familiar with Navy Jargon 

Let me digress a bit and tell you the difference between Fleet Auxiliary and “Fleet Auxiliary”

Fleet Auxiliary 

The former Fleet Auxiliary is a support ship – like an oil tanker, a supply vessel, a tug, a depot ship or a hospital ship – a vessel which supports the main fleet.

“Fleet Auxiliary” (in quotation marks)

The latter “Fleet Auxiliary” is a moniker – a sobriquet – a nickname – given to a girl – who – like auxiliaries – “supports” the men who man the Fleet – by giving them a “good time” – and – helping them quench their carnal passions.

This story is about this second type of “Fleet Auxiliary”.

With a “Fleet Auxiliary” – it is a “no-strings-attached” relationship.

Of course – there may be a bit of “give-and-take” – a sort of “barter” or “tradeoff” – for example – where the “Fleet Auxiliary” enjoys the best imported food and drink on board ships – courtesy her “host” – she gets to drink the best booze – and – she gets some precious gifts like an expensive perfume or some exquisite Swiss chocolates – as a “quid pro quo” – in return for her “favours”…

Let me tell you – that in those “Golden Socialist Days” of the “License Quota Permit Raj” – when prized and coveted foreign goodies were not available in the domestic market – and we in the Navy got them duty-free on board ships – a Naval Officer was quite high up on the social ladder.

Regrettably – the advent of liberalization and globalization changed everything – and nowadays – a Naval Officer is no longer the “crème de la crème” of society anymore – because today – money determines your status – and – businessmen, entrepreneurs and celebrities are the new role models.

And – as far as “fleet auxiliaries” are concerned – it looks like they have disappeared from the fleet – and found greener pastures – because – when I asked a young “Subbie” about it a few days ago – he seemed totally clueless – in fact – he did not even know what the term “fleet auxiliary” meant in Navy slang.

DIGRESSION OVER – STORY CONTINUES…  

GOODBYE KISS – Part 2

“Please – before I go home on leave – I want to see her one last time – I want to give her a “goodbye kiss” – that’s all…” my friend said to me.

“No – it’s 7 o’clock in the evening now – let’s have a couple of drinks and dinner – then – I’ll tell the OOD to send a sailor to call a taxi – and – you will go straight to Bombay VT (now called Mumbai CST) – and – you will catch the night passenger to Pune…” I said firmly.

“I have to see her one last time – to explain everything to her…”

“Explain what…? You met her for the final time last week – didn’t you – before we sailed out…? Haven’t you called off the relationship – didn’t you tell her that it’s all over…? Haven’t you said your final “good-bye”…? By the way – I hope you haven’t you told her that you are going home on leave to see a girl for marriage…”

“Yes – I told her that I am going home to see a girl for arranged marriage…”

“Oh My God…!!! What all did you tell her…?”

“I told her that my parents had liked the girl and they were putting pressure on me to marry the girl – I told her everything about the girl – I even showed her the photo of the girl I am going to see in Pune…”

“Are you crazy…? What was the need to tell her about your “prospective bride”…? And tell me – what was her reaction – what did she say…?”

“She was very upset – she started crying – she told me that she thought that we would have a long-term relationship…”

“Bloody hell – she is trying to emotionally blackmail you and trap you into marriage. Do you realize that repercussions of getting married to a “fleet auxiliary”…?”

“But – I love her…”

“You idiot – try to understand her “game” – your so-called girlfriend – she is a bloody “fleet auxiliary” – she’s been in the business for 10 years now – since our XO’s time…”

“What…?”

“Yes – a few days ago – when our XO saw her with you – he told me that – when they were “Subbies” – one of his course-mates was going around with her…”

“That’s not possible…”

“Of course it is very much possible – you may be only 24 years old – but she is at least 30 – and – she must be going around since she was 20 – and – 10 years back – our XO was a “Subbie” – isn’t it…? You fool – she must have had at least 10 lovers – and – she will have a few more – before – she is “over the hill”…”

“I never asked her about her earlier affairs – but – she categorically told me – that – with me – it was different. She said – she told me – that – she really loved me – and – even if I dumped her – she would not have any more relationships – and – she would always love me forever…”

“Can’t you see…? She knows that she is “over the hill”. She has realized that her days as a “fleet auxiliary” are numbered – so – she is trying to emotionally blackmail you into marrying her…”

“I don’t know – I am feeling terribly confused – I want to go and meet her right now – just for “one last time”…”

“NO – absolutely NO – you are not going to meet her “one last time” – you are going straight to the station to catch the train to Pune. Then – in Pune – you are going to see the girl – I am sure you will like each other – if not – I am sure your parents have lined up some more girls – so – you see the girls – and – you will get engaged to a nice “back-home-type” girl in your one month’s leave – and – when you come back to the ship after your leave – I want to see an engagement ring on your finger – do you understand…?”

“But…?”

“No “ifs and buts” – and – let me tell you what I am going to do – I will talk to the Captain – we will pull some strings – and we will get you transferred to some ship in Vizag – so – the moment you come back from leave after a month – we will have your farewell PLD – and – you will be off to Vizag – “out of sight – out of mind” – that’s the best way for you to forget your “fleet auxiliary” – and – hopefully – by then – you will be engaged to the girl you are going to see – so – you can move on and begin a new life with your fiancée…”

“Please… I have to go… Right now…”

“Go…? Right now…? It’s only 7:30 – and – your train is at 11:30…”

“I have to see her “one last time”…”

“But – you saw her “one last time” before we sailed out a week ago – isn’t it…?”

“I am going to meet her tonight. She will be expecting me – I told her that I would have one last dinner with her tonight – before I leave for Pune…”

“You told her…? When…? We just returned from sailing this morning…”

“In the morning – the moment we secured alongside – I called her up in her office from the shore telephone…”

“You fool. You telephoned your “fleet auxiliary” this morning…? Why…? What was the need to speak to her today when you are going home…?”

“I couldn’t help it – I told her I wanted to meet her “one last time” – she said “okay” – she suggested that we have a “farewell dinner” at our favourite restaurant in Churchgate – and then we could have ice cream at the parlour nearby – and then – after our final goodbye kiss” – we could part on a “sweet note”…”

“No. I am warning you. You have already said gooddbye to her the last time you met her. And – I am sure you kissed her while saying “goodbye”. So – there is no need for a final goodbye kiss”. Please don’t go to meet her. I will drop you straight to VT Station…”

“I have to go. She will be waiting for me at 8 o’clock. Please drop me on your bike at Churchgate – I just have one bag. I want to have a “farewell dinner” with her. I want to give her a final goodbye kiss” and part on a “sweet note”. After that – I’ll take a taxi to VT…”

GOODBYE KISS – Part 3

I tried by best to dissuade my friend from meeting his “fleet auxiliary” – for “one last time”.

I told him that there was no need for a goodbye kiss”.

But – my friend was adamant.

So – I dropped him outside the famous restaurant at Churchgate where he was having his “last rendezvous” with his “fleet auxiliary” to give her a goodbye kiss”.

My friend said “Thanks” to me.

Then – he started walking towards the restaurant carrying his bag in his right hand.

I should have gone back to the ship.

But – I was overcome by curiosity to have a look inside.

I wanted to see whether the “fleet auxiliary” was waiting for him.

I wanted to witness their goodbye kiss”.

So – I parked my bike – and – I followed him to the entrance of the restaurant.

My friend saw me following him.

So – he said to me:

“You can go back to the ship…”

But – I said to my friend:

“I just want to see whether she has come.

If she is there – I will say “Hi” to her – and I will vamoose. 

But – if she is not there – you can treat me to dinner – and – I will drop you at VT Station to catch your train…”

We entered the restaurant.

“She” was there.

Yes – my friend’s “fleet auxiliary” was waiting for him.

But – my friend’s “fleet auxiliary” wasn’t alone.

Sitting next to the “fleet auxiliary” – there was a girl.

They were sitting side by side on the same table – the “fleet auxiliary” and the girl.

Both of them were looking at the entrance – as if both of them were waiting for my friend to arrive.

I recognized the girl sitting with the “fleet auxiliary”.

It was the same girl in the photo.

Yes – it was the same girl in the photo that my friend had showed me – the very same girl he was going to see in Pune for arranged marriage – his “prospective bride”…

VIKRAM KARVE

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  2. All Stories in this Blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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This is a revised repost of my story ONE LAST TIME written by me in September 2016 and first posted online by me on 24 September 2016 in my Academic and Creative Writing Journal Blog at url: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/09/one-last-time-love-story.html and reposted at url:  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/01/goodbye-kiss.html  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/03/the-goodbye-kiss.html

Do you feel “Unappreciated”…?

July 11, 2018

My morale is low.

My morale is low because I feel that no one appreciates me.

My own family undervalues me – they don’t recognise my talents, my abilities and my accomplishments.

I am quite a talented Writer and Blogger – but sadly – no one from my family reads my Blogs.

I seems they are on a different “frequency” – they are just not interested in literary pursuits like reading and creative writing.

In my family – I am unappreciated.

This makes me feel like a “loser” – a “failure” in life.

And – my morale goes down.

In order to raise my morale  – I give myself a “Tonic” – a “Tonic” to motivate me – a “Tonic” which makes me feel good.

Dear Reader:

Like me – sometimes – do you feel you a “Loser” – a “Failure” in life…?

Like me – do you feel “Unappreciated”…?

Here is my “Tonic” to motivate you and make you feel good…

Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2018/01/first-blog-post-of-2018-tonic-for.html 

TONIC FOR “LOSERS
Self-Consolation for “Losers” “Failures” and the Unappreciated
Philosophical Musings of a Veteran “Loser”
By
VIKRAM KARVE

I am a “Loser”.

Are you a “Loser”…?

Do you feel frustrated because no one appreciates you…?

Creative Persons are most vulnerable to frustration because of non-appreciation.

Yes – creative individuals like artists, playwrights, movie makers, sculptors, musicians, singers, creative writers are most sensitive to frustration due to non-appreciation of the work – because every creative person wants appreciation and recognition for their creative works.

Most Bloggers are Creative Persons – most Bloggers are Creative Writers – and all creative persons want their creative work to be appreciated.

Likewise – Bloggers want their Blogs to be read – and appreciated.

But – sometimes this does not happen – and – even your best blog posts go unappreciated.

What do you do when you feel frustrated because no one appreciates your achievements…?

You console yourself.

Yes – “self consolation” is the best “self help”.

Here is some Self-Comforting “Tonic” for unappreciated “Losers” and “Failures”

(Dear Reader: I wrote this self-help article for myself – and for fellow creative writers and bloggers – but I am sure the concept will be relevant to all persons – especially for competitive children and their ambitious parents)

“TONIC” FOR THE UNAPPRECIATED – Self Help by Vikram Karve

All persons – at some point in their lives – experience “Frustration Blues”.

This is more so if you are engaged in some creative activity.

There are many occasions when people just do not appreciate your work.

Even if people criticize you and do not appreciate your creative efforts – you must not get disheartened – and – you must never stop doing what you want to do.

The best way is to console yourself and “Bash on Regardless” – and continue to do whatever you are doing with renewed vigour and zeal.

Let me tell you one effective way to drive away frustration blues.

When I was in school – our Literature Teacher would often shout at us:

“I Am Casting Pearls Before Swine…”

I did not quite understand her anguish then.

But now – I can fully empathize with her – when I too sometimes feel the same way when my creative writing is not appreciated.

The idiom

CAST PEARLS BEFORE SWINE…

means

“To offer something good to somebody who cannot appreciate the value of it…”.

Yes – if you “cast pearls before swine” – you “offer something of value to someone who does not appreciate it and does not understand the value of what you are offering him”

(Dear Reader: The word “swine” is used metaphorically. I am sure you know – that “swine” means “pig”)

Suppose you are an artist – a painter.

You show your painting to a person who knows nothing about art – a person who is not interested in the fine things of life.

Or – say you are a creative writer.

And – you show your fiction – or your poetry – to someone who is not interested in literature.

Or – you do a makeover – you titivate and beautify yourself – and you make yourself beautiful – for someone who does not appreciate beauty.

Well – in such cases:

“You are casting your pearls before swine…” 

Why are you trying to seek appreciation from persons who cannot appreciate you and your work – because – they have no knowledge of your art – or they have no interest in you…?

I was wondering:

How do you translate this phrase “I AM CASTING PEARLS BEFORE SWINE” into Hindi…?

I suddenly remembered a blog post I had written a few years ago titled:

अन्धो के शहर में आइने बेच रहा हूँ  

(I am selling mirrors in the city of the blind)

I think this Hindi Phrase metaphorically expresses the same sentiment as the English Idiom:

I AM CASTING PEARLS BEFORE SWINE

Dear Fellow Writer and Blogger – do you know how I came across this equivalent metaphor in Hindi – this piece of wisdom:

SELLING “MIRRORS” TO THE “BLIND”

Let me tell you how I came across this Hindi idiom:

अन्धो के शहर में आइने बेच रहा हूँ  

Translated into English – this means:

I AM SELLING MIRRORS IN THE CITY OF THE BLIND

Here is the story of how I heard witty wisdom for the first time.

A few years ago – one evening while surfing TV channels – I watched a program on Zee Classic Television Channel called “Classic Legends” hosted by Javed Akhtar.

The episode was based on the life of the famous poet and lyricist Majrooh Sultanpuri.

Javed Akhtar narrated an incident and a quote ( शेर ) by Majrooh Sultanpuri.

I will never forget this quote.

The incident he narrated was as follows.

Javed Akhtar met Majrooh Sultanpuri in the evening of his life.

At that time – Majrooh Sultanpuri had passed his peak of popularity – and he was no longer as much in demand as a poet as in his earlier days – and new lyricists were ruling the roost in the film industry.

Javed Akhtar asked the famous poet Majrooh Sultanpuri how he was doing.

Majrooh Sultanpuri replied:

मैं अन्धो के शहर में आइने बेच रहा हूँ 

which roughly translated means:

I AM SELLING MIRRORS IN THE CITY OF THE BLIND 

(Though Javed Akhtar attributed this quote to Majrooh – I saw on the internet that this quote is attributed to Kabir : 

I Sell Mirrors in the City of the Blind”

Well – what matters most – is the meaning of the words – rather than who said it)

मैं अन्धो के शहर में आइने बेच रहा हूँ 

I AM SELLING MIRRORS IN THE CITY OF THE BLIND

This quote is still perambulating in my mind.

The more I delve on it  – the more I realize how profound these words are – especially for a creative writer whose work is not appreciated.

So – now – whenever my novel manuscript is returned by a publisher with a rejection letter – or – if readers ignore my blog – or – whenever I feel unappreciated – I am going to console myself with the words:

 मैं अन्धो के शहर में आइने बेच रहा हूँ  

I AM SELLING MIRRORS IN THE CITY OF THE BLIND

And then – I am going to redouble my efforts – and “Bash on Regardless”.

Isn’t this a nice philosophy for creative persons and artists to adopt – rather than get frustrated when their work is not appreciated…?

In fact – everyone can self-console themselves by this philsophical quote – whenever they feel unappreciated in any situation – if you are not given your due recognition at work – or – in relationships – where your partner does not appreciate you.

Isn’t it much better to drive away your frustration blues by a philosophical approach to life – rather than by indulging self-pity, getting depressed and doing harmful things like drowning your sorrows in drink…?

So – whenever you feel frustrated that your efforts are not being appreciated – you must ask yourself:

“Are you casting your pearls before swine…?” 

And after that – you should continue your efforts with redoubled vigour and enthusiasm.

Do not worry whether others appreciate your work or not.

Do not crave for “external appreciation”.

Do “self-appreciation”.

And – Bash on Regardless.

It is best to work for your own satisfaction.

Adopt this philosophy of life whenever someone does not appreciate you or your work – and say to yourself:

मैं अन्धो के शहर में आइने बेच रहा हूँ 

I AM SELLING MIRRORS IN THE CITY OF THE BLIND 

(…I AM CASTING PEARLS BEFORE SWINE…)

Is there any point in casting “pearls” before “swine?

Is there any point in trying to sell mirrors in the city of the blind?

Think about it.

Stop seeking appreciation and recognition from others.

Maybe – “you are selling mirrors in the city of the blind…

Or – maybe – “you are casting pearls before swine…” 

Just don’t bother for external appreciation.

Instead – you must appreciate yourself.

Yes – do self-appreciation – be your own hero.

Dear Reader:

Whenever you feel unappreciated – remember this “Tonic” of self-appreciation – and – even if you are a “loser” in the eyes of the world – you will be a “winner” in your own eyes.

VIKRAM KARVE

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  1. This article is a spoof, just for fun and humor, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh. The word “blind” is used in a metaphorical sense – and there is absolutely no disrespect towards the visually impaired.
  2. All Stories in this Blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2018/01/first-blog-post-of-2018-tonic-for.html 

Updated and Revised Version of My Article I AM SELLING MIRRORS IN THE CITY OF THE BLIND First Posted Online by me Vikram Karve  around 7 years ago on 25 Dec 2011 in my blog at 12/25/2011 10:34:00 PM at url: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2011/12/i-am-selling-mirrors-in-city-of-blind.html and also at urls: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2012/03/cast-pearls-before-swine.html  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2012/07/tonic-for-frustrated-soul-consolation.html  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2014/05/tonic-for-losers-failures-and.html and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/08/tonic-for-bloggers-and-creative-writers.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/12/tonic-for-losers.html and https://karve.wordpress.com/2018/01/01/new-year-motivation-first-blog-of-2018/ etc

Maritime Industry releases the Global Counter Piracy Guidance

July 11, 2018

For Seafarers

Global Counter Piracy Guidance

via Maritime Industry releases the Global Counter Piracy Guidance

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Windy Monsoon Rains, A Mysterious Woman, An Intriguing Fragrance and A Romantic Interlude – Malvaloca

July 10, 2018

It is raining in Pune – and – I see on TV that it is raining in Mumbai too.

This reminds me of one of my Mumbai Monsoon Stories – a “Fragrant” Romance – Malvaloca.

So – Dear Reader – let me delve into my creative writing blog and pull out this “Fragrant” Romance story called MALVALOCA

I wrote this mushy romance story – 13 years ago – in 2005 – in the Monsoon season – after my evening walk on Marine Drive – during which I got drenched in the rain…

Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.com/2017/03/malvaloca-fragrant-romance.html

MALVALOCA

Windy Monsoon Rains, A Mysterious Woman, An Intriguing Fragrance and A Romantic Interlude

Fiction Short Story – A Monsoon Romance By Vikram Karve

I recognized her at once.

She stood at the bus-stop near Worli – dishevelled in the windy rain – struggling with her umbrella – trying not to get wet.

I stopped the car – opened the door and waved to her.

She smiled – shut her folding umbrella – ran towards the car – got in – and closed the door.

The moment she entered the car and sat down beside me – I sensed the distinctive aroma of her signature perfume – soft, relaxing aroma of scented geraniums – a delightful leafy rose fragrance, not too heady, a hint of spice, subtle yet alluring – a clean, exhilarating and utterly unique fragrance – an everlasting fragrance etched deep within me forever.

She kept the wet umbrella near her feet – she smoothed her hair with her hands – she turned towards me – and – she said to me: “Thanks.”

I changed gears – set the car into motion – and I asked her: “Where shall I drop you…?”

“Where are you going…?” she countered.

“Churchgate…” I said.

“Great. You can drop me on the way…” she said, “I live on Marine Drive.”

“You live in Mumbai…? You have come back…?”

“Yes.”

“Oh – that’s great – a flat on Marine Drive – Successful NRI returning to one’s roots – is it…? He must be a successful head honcho in some MNC…” I said.

“I have come back alone…!” she said.

“Alone…?”

“Yes. We broke up. My marriage did not work out.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she paused for a moment and then she asked me, “You must be married…?”

“No,” I answered.

“Because of me…?” she asked.

“I don’t know…”

“They told me you were very upset.”

“They…?”

“My parents told me that you were very upset and depressed…” she said.

“Oh – so your parents told you…?” I said.

“Tell me – what could I do…? I couldn’t marry both of you – could I…? I had to make a choice…” she said.

“And you made your choice – you dumped me and you chose him…” I said.

“Yes.”

“The wrong choice…?” I said.

“Maybe…”

For a little while we drove in silence – and then suddenly – out of the blue – she said, “I wish I had married you – maybe things would have worked out much better.”

“Maybe…” I said.

“Yes – maybe I really made the wrong choice…” she said wistfully.

I did not say anything – I just remained silent.

“How about you…?” she asked, “Any plans to get married…?”

“I don’t know…” I said.

We drove in silence.

“Hey, I’ll get off here…” she suddenly said.

“Here…?” I said slowing down the car – and steering left towards the footpath.

“That’s where I stay…” she said pointing to a building, “Working Women’s Hostel.”

“Working Women’s Hostel…? You live in the Working Women’s Hostel…?” I asked.

“Yes. Room number 7. Easy to remember – “Lucky Seven”…” she said.

Then – she opened the door of the car – hesitated – turned around – and asked me:

“Why don’t you come in for a cup of coffee…?”

“Thanks. Not now. I have an appointment…” I said.

“Okay. Maybe sometime later…?” she said.

“Maybe…” I said.

“Bye. And thanks for the ride…” she said.

“You’re most welcome…” I said.

She got out of the car – she closed the door – she gave me a smile and wave of thanks – she turned around – and – she walked away from my life once more.

But – the lingering fragrance of her enchanting perfume remained with me as I drove on to my rendezvous.

My fiancée was waiting for me at Churchgate.

“Hey…” my fiancée said, sniffing the air in the car, “What a lovely fragrance…!!! A feminine perfume…?”

Malvaloca…” I said.

Malvaloca…?”

“Malvaloca – it’s a perfume made from scented geraniums…” I said.

“Wow…!!! What an enticing fragrance…!!! So – you are “two timing” me – is it…? You are giving rides to ravishing beauties wearing mysterious perfumes…?” my fiancée said with a mischievous smile.

“Maybe…” I laughed.

I stopped the car by the seaside – I opened the windows to let in the fresh sea breeze – and – I let the fresh sea breeze blow away all traces of the unique perfumed fragrance of Malvaloca.

Then – I took my fiancée’s soft hands in mine – I looked into her eyes – and – I told her everything.

I told my fiancée everything.

Yes – I told her everything – absolutely everything…!!!

VIKRAM KARVE

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This story MALVALOCA was written by me Vikram Karve in the year 2005 and posted online by me earlier in my blogs a number of times including at urls: http://creative.sulekha.com/a-rainy-evening-a-ravishing-beauty-a-mysterious-perfume_481900_blog  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2011/12/malvaloca-my-favourite-short-stories.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/06/malvaloca-windy-monsoon-rains.html  and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/04/a-perfumed-romance-malvaloca.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.com/2017/03/malvaloca-fragrant-romance.html etc

Are You Afraid of Marriage…?

July 9, 2018

GAMOPHOBIA versus ANUPTAPHOBIA 

Some persons are afraid of getting married. 

They have Gamophobia – fear of marriage – the fear of getting married. 

So – they avoid getting married on some pretext or the other. 

On the other hand – some persons are apprehensive that they will never get married. 

They have Anuptaphobia – fear of staying single – the fear of remaining unmarried for their entire lives. 

So – they are desperate to get married. 

Gamophobic persons may remain “happily unmarried” for their entire lives. 

On the other hand – in their frantic desperation to get married – anuptaphobic persons may land up getting married to the wrong person – since – in their desperate hurry to get married – they may choose partners on a whim – and quickly marry in haste – without considering the consequences.

Well – I have seen both types of persons – some having gamophobia – and a few having anuptaphobia – and – if you look around – you will see both types too. 

Hey – Dear Reader – why am I telling you all this…? 

Read this story…

DINNER DATE in AUCKLAND

Short Fiction Story – A Romance By Vikram Karve 

Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve:  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/02/dinner-date-in-auckland.html

Part 1

DINNER DATE (with my “Girlfriend” at a Pub near CBD Auckland)

“Why can’t people understand that I don’t want to get married…” my “girlfriend” said.

“What happened…?” I asked her.

“It’s my mother again – now – she has found a “Boy” for me over here…”

“Here…? In New Zealand…?”

“Yes – last year – when I was on vacation in India – I escaped seeing “Boys” saying that I had decided to settle down permanently in New Zealand – and – I was unwilling to relocate from Auckland – so now – they have found a “Boy” for me out here…”

“Oh…”

“I just don’t understand why my parents are so desperate to get me married…”

“You are 30 now – you are already past what is considered “marriageable age” in India…”

“But – I don’t want to get married – so – how does my age matter…? What difference does it make whether I am past “marriageable age” or not – when I want to remain “single” all my life…?”

“Well – in India – parents feel it is their duty to get their daughters married…”

“That was okay in the past – when girls were not financially independent – but today – things are different – in fact – I am sure I earn much more than most “Boys” of my age…”

“I don’t think your parents feel that way. Maybe your parents feel that now that you are 30 years old – it is high time that you should “settle down” in life…”

“But – I have already settled down in life – haven’t I…? I have a good job with excellent career prospects – I have my own house in the best inner city suburb of Auckland – I have my own car – I have everything I need…”

“That may be so – but – probably – your parents feel that you need a husband – and – getting married will complete your life…”

“Well – I feel “complete” already – so – there is no place for anyone else in my life – I don’t need anyone – I have got everything…”

“Everything…? Are you sure…? What about…”

She interrupts me – and she says to me:

“Please – let’s not discuss that – but – let me tell you that I can easily get enough of sex – to satisfy my needs – whenever I want…”

“I meant “companionship”…”

“I get plenty of “companionship” at work – in fact – a bit too much – you know the job I do – I have to spend the whole day interacting by people – colleagues, customers, clients – I get so fed up that I just want to be alone at home to enjoy my “self-time”…”

“I meant “friendship” – friends…”

“Friends…? You are there – aren’t you…? You are my “BFF” – aren’t you…? Whenever I want to relax over a drink – or – if I feel like going on a drive – or – if I want to get something off my chest – I call you – and you come to me immediately – like you have come now…”

“Yes – I am always there for you – but – don’t you want to have more friends…?”

“Actually – out here in Auckland – one doesn’t need many friends – I like the social culture out here in New Zealand – where they respect your privacy…”

“You never had any friends out here…? Even when you were studying at the University…?”

“Of course I did. But – those days were different. Now – I like my solitude…”

“Yes – I have seen that. Nowadays – you like to be alone in your spare time…”

“In fact – now – you are my only friend. I like you because you are the only one who doesn’t indulge in “matchmaking” and try to get me married off. Sadly – most Indian “Expats” out here are doing “matchmaking” all the time – they keep hounding me to get married – they keep searching for suitable “matches” – finding all sorts of “Boys” for me…”

“Well – you can’t blame them – can you…? They may have travelled a long distance from India – migrated – and settled down over here in New Zealand – but – their mindset hasn’t changed. They may be physically here – in a modern country – but culturally – in their minds – they still carry old-fashioned Indian values. That’s why they feel – that it is unusual – for a girl to remain unmarried – once she crosses 30 years of age…”

“Well – I am “happy and single” – I am living my life to the fullest – I live on my own terms – and I don’t want anyone worrying about my marriage – not even my parents – and certainly not these Indian “expats” out here…”

“Don’t pay too much attention to them – but – remember – that – like your parents – their intentions are good…”

“Well – I don’t care about their intentions – but – they hassle me with all their “matrimonial talk” and comments about my living a single life – that’s why I have dumped everyone – except you – because you are the only one who accepts me as I am. Yes – you are the only one that I consider as my true friend – because you don’t have any “good intentions” to end my “spinstership” and get me married off…”

“Hey – your glass is empty – should I get you some more beer…?” I ask her.

“No – I’ll go home now…” she says.

“Why so early…? It’s Friday night – and it’s only 7 o’clock…”

“I have to go home. But – you wait here…”

“Me…? Wait here…? Why should I wait here all alone…?”

“Because I want you to speak to the “Boy” – and – you will tell him that I don’t want to get married…”

“What…? You want me to speak to the “Boy”…?”

“Don’t you remember what I told you…? My parents have found a “Boy” for me over here…”

“Oh yes – you told me – but – I almost forgot. So – your parents have found a “Boy” for you over here in New Zealand. Who is the “Boy”…?”

“You will see the “Boy” in a few minutes…”

“What…? Is he coming here to meet you…?”

“Yes – I have called him here in this pub at 8 o’clock – for dinner. But now – he can have the “dinner date” with you – instead of me…”

“Who is the guy…? Does he live here in Auckland…? Maybe I know him…”

“No. You don’t know him. He was working in Christchurch. He took up a job in Auckland only last week. I don’t know what my parents told his parents – and what high hopes they raised in him – because – from the way he talked to me on phone – it seems that he is taking things for granted. I only hope he hasn’t relocated to Auckland in anticipation of getting married to me – because – if he has fancy ideas about getting married to me – he is going to get the shock of his life – when you tell him – that I am not interested in marriage…”

“Oh – so that is why you called me here – to do your dirty work. You want me to meet the “Boy” and tell him the bad news that you are not interested in marriage…”

“Yes. That’s what good friends are for – aren’t they…?” she said.

“But – I don’t even know him…” I said.

“Here – I am sending you his picture and name on your mobile phone…” she said.

The moment I received the picture of the “Boy” on my mobile phone – I looked at it – and I saw that he was quite a smart guy.

Suddenly – my “girlfriend” said to me:

“Okay – I’ll go now – you enjoy your “dinner-date” with the “Boy” – and – you please call me up in the morning and tell me what happened…”

“Okay. Bye. Take Care…” I said to her.

“Bye…” she said to me.

Then – my “girlfriend” kissed me on the cheek – and – she walked towards door of the pub.

Part 2

NEXT DAY – MORNING (at my Home in Auckland)

Next morning – I called my “girlfriend” – and – I told her that the “mission” had been accomplished.

“What happened…?”  my “girlfriend” asked me.

“I told the “Boy” that you were not interested in marriage – I told him that you wanted to remain “single” all your life…” I said to her.

“So…? What was his reaction…?”

“He looked crestfallen…”

“Really…?”

“And – do you know what he asked me…?”

“What…?”

“He asked me whether you were a “Lesbian”…”

“Oh My God…!!! So – what did you say…?”

“I kept quiet. I let him draw his own conclusions. Maybe – it will be a “consolation” to him – if he feels that the reason why you “rejected” him is because you are a “lesbian”…”

“You are a terribly wicked fellow…” my “girlfriend” said to me, naughtily.

“You owe me a treat…” I said to her.

“Of course I’ll  give you a treat – wherever you want. You call me in the evening – and you tell me the place and time – and – I’ll be there. Okay –  Bye – Take Care…” my “girlfriend” said to me – and she disconnected.

I sat quietly – deep in thought.

After some time – I called up my mother in India – and – I said to my mother:

“Mother – you can start looking for a suitable bride for me…”

“Bride…? You want me to search for a bride for you…? What happened to that “girl” over there in Auckland…? The girl you are dating – your “girlfriend” – you said that you wanted to marry her. Weren’t you supposed to meet her last evening…?” my mother said.

“Yes. I met her last evening…”

“What happened…? Did you talk about marriage…? Did you propose to her…?”

“We talked about marriage – but – I didn’t propose to her…”

“Why…? What happened…? Did you have a fight…? Is there some problem with her…? Did you break up with her…?”

“No – No – Mother – nothing like that at all – we are still good friends – but – she doesn’t want to get married – that’s all…”

“She doesn’t want to get married to you…? Why…? Why doesn’t she want to get married to you…?”

“It’s not me. She doesn’t want to get married to anyone – she prefers to remain “single” – that’s all…”

“She wants to remain unmarried…? She wants to remain “single” all her life…? Strange girl…!!!”

“Mother – you forget about her. I am coming to India for a month during my Christmas Vacations. Please have some good “girls” lined up for me to “see”. I want to get married to some nice “back home type” girl…” I said to my mother.

“Don’t worry – you will get the best of girls to select from. You are a “prime catch” in the “marriage market” – you are a “most eligible bachelor”. And that too – you are so smart and handsome. And –  you are so well settled in New Zealand – excellent job, your own house, plenty of money – there will be so many good girls dying for the opportunity to go to Auckland and settle down in that lovely place…” my mother said to me.

Part 3

AFTERWORD

Well – my “girlfriend” – who wanted to remain “happily single” – maybe she had “Gamophobia” (Fear of Marriage).

She was “single” – but – she was not “sorry”.

Yes – “Single But Not Sorry. 

But – as far as I was concerned – I surely had “Anuptaphobia” (Fear of Staying Single).

Yes – I certainly did not want to remain a “chronic bachelor” for my entire life.

VIKRAM KARVE

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  1. This blog post is a fictional spoof, satire, pure fiction, just for fun and humor, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh.
  2. All Stories in this Blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve:  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/02/dinner-date-in-auckland.html

This is an updated and abridged repost of my story GAMOPHOBIA written by me Vikram Karve around 2 years ago in December 2016 and posted by me online in my Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve Blog on Friday, December 2, 2016 and revised/reposted on February 3, 2017 and later in my other blogs too at urls:

https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/07/09/dinner-date-with-my-girlfriend-at-a-pub-in-auckland/

https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/02/03/immigration-dating-romance-marriage/

http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/12/gamophobia-fear-of-marriage.html

http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/02/dinner-date-in-auckland.html

https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/10/05/gamophobia-versus-anuptaphobia/

https://karve.wordpress.com/2018/02/14/single-but-not-sorry/

etc etc etc

“Podgy” Nadkarni – The Professional Admiral

July 9, 2018

A Tribute to Admiral JG Nadkarni

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https://indianexpress.com/article/opinion/columns/the-podgy-admiral-jayant-ganpat-nadkarni-indian-navy-5251293/lite/?__twitter_impression=true

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“Podgy” Nadkarni

Short Forms (Acronyms) and their Full Forms

July 7, 2018

Sharing an interesting article from a Veterans Forum

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Correct meaning of “OK” is the name of a German engineer Otto Krovens who worked for Ford car company in America.
As chief inspector he wrote his initial as OK upon each car he passed.
Hence it continued till date as All correct

💚 Do we know actual full form of some words??? 💚

💛 _ 🔗News paper = _ 💛
_North East West South past and present events report._

💛 _ 🔗Chess = _ 💛
_Camel, Horse, Elephant, Soldiers._

💛 _ 🔗Cold = _ 💛
_Chronic Obstructive Lung Disease._

💛 _ 🔗Joke = _ 💛
_Joy of Kids Entertainment._

💛 _ 🔗Aim = _ 💛
_Ambition in Mind._

💛 _ 🔗Date = _ 💛
_Day and Time Evolution._

💛 _ 🔗Eat = _ 💛
_Energy and Taste._

💛 _ 🔗Tea = _ 💛
_Taste and Energy Admitted._

💛 _🔗Pen = _ 💛
_Power Enriched in Nib._

💛 _🔗Smile =_ 💛
_Sweet Memories in Lips Expression._

💛 _ 🔗SIM = _ 💛
_Subscriber Identity Module_

💛 _ 🔗etc. = _ 💛
_End of Thinking Capacity_

💛 _ 🔗Or = 💛
_Orl Korec (Greek Word)_

💛 _ 🔗Bye = 💛
Be with you Everytime._

💚 share these meanings as majority of us don’t know 💚 👌👌

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