A ruined honeymoon.

GV Rama Rao By GV Rama Rao, 8th Oct 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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The best made plans of men and mice often go awry, and that is what happened to my honeymoon.

A ruined honeymoon.

It was way back in 1966 when I got married. The family priest decided the month of May was auspicious and fixed the date and time. With a little bribing, he advanced the time from an unearthly hour to a reasonable time of 9pm, but no amount of bribing could make him change the month for a cooler time. As Vizag has only two seasons: hot, and hotter, I had no option but to go through the marriage in the hottest month.

To compensate for the hot summer in Vizag, I decided to have my honeymoon in Kodaikanal-a hill station. As a young and ebullient lieutenant in the navy, I planned things well in advance and wrote to the District Collector Madurai to reserve the Government circuit house for one week. Soon, I received a letter signed personally by the collector confirming the reservation of the circuit house named “KOHINOOR” as per my request.

I went through the proceedings of the marriage like a breeze. I was sure the cooler ambiance of Kodai would provide an ideal setting to lay firm foundations for my marriage. Since I was also posted at Vizag, several friends from the navy attended my wedding and the reception that followed and gave me plenty of advice, some solicited and mostly unsolicited and unwarranted. As I wanted to execute all my prearranged plans, impress my bride and establish my credentials as a planner par excellence and a doer of the highest caliber, I waited for the wedding to finish fast.

I left Vizag a day after my marriage taking my new bride in tow and boarded the train in which I reserved a coupe two months in advance.

The best-laid plans of men and mice often go awry, and my plans started going haywire from the word go. As my wife and I boarded the train, I found two berths in a four-berth compartment, in my name. The lone coupe in the only first class bogie was allotted to an old VIP politician and his equally old wife. Infuriated, as all my planning months ahead went astray, all because an old foggy of a politician, I approached him seething with anger. I checked myself on the way, collected my wits about me and realized gentle persuasion would be the best option. I talked to the old man politely and broached the subject in a roundabout way. I stressed on the passion of youth and the need to encourage the younger generation for the betterment of the country. The old sod fell for my eloquence and showed his willingness even to jump into the near by Gosthani River, all for the benefit of the youth. Within a few minutes, he allowed me to shift his baggage to my compartment and provided the much coveted coupe without even a murmur of protest. He wished me a happy married life and good night.

When we reached Madurai station, we got into the bus, thanks to an outstation scheme, without much ado, as my ticket straight to Kodai also included the bus reservation. When we alighted at Kodai bus station, I had a spring in my step, song on my lips, and dreams in eyes as I imagined the week ahead in idyllic surroundings and the cold clime of Kohinoor Guest house.

I walked up to the guest house with my bride and the coolie with the baggage in my wake and called the watchman in an imperious tone, almost. When he approached in slow and casual steps, my irritation at his slow gait increased exponentially. When he reached within arm distance, I handed over the reservation slip signed by none other than the District Collector Madurai. The watchman glanced at it casually and returned it much to my chagrin.

“Sorry sir, it’s occupied and not available for the next few months,” he said with a deadpan face.

I felt like a burst balloon and a man whose hopes had been shattered all in one stroke.

“What do you mean occupied? Can’t you see the reservation letter? Don’t you have respect for the Collector’s orders?” I shouted.

“Sheikh Abdullah is occupying it, sir,” he said nonchalantly.

“Who the hell is Sheikh Abdullah, anyway? What right has he got to ruin my honeymoon?” I said with a voice raising with each word.
“Don’t you know Sheikh Abdullah sir?”

“Who the hell is he, anyway?”

“You seem to be educated, sir, and don’t you know Sheikh Abdullah?”

I then scratched my head, and the little grey cells told me that Jawharlal Nehru had incarcerated and put the Lion of Kashmir under house arrest in Kodai. It was my lot to be deprived of my well planned honeymoon. I knew I lost the battle and had little recourse to any other action. The Collector Madurai was incommunicado, and his letter of confirmation served no purpose with commercial establishments that provided comfortable suites. My honeymoon, which I thought would burn with fires of passion, went up in flames, leaving me aghast.

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Advance Planning, Honeymoon, Jawharla Nehru, Kohinoor Guest House, Madurai, Politician, Sheikh Abdullah

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
I am a retired naval officer and a published author with three books to my credit. I am a winner of nanowrimo competition for 2008,9, &10. I like humor best..

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author avatar Rathnashikamani
8th Oct 2011 (#)


I like your style of narration.
"The best-laid plans of men and mice often go awry"

And it has proved so.

I enjoyed the episode.

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
9th Oct 2011 (#)

My dear Rathnasikhamani,
Glad you liked it. With best wishes,

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author avatar Buzz
8th Oct 2011 (#)

Very eloquent narration, GV, a case of out of the frying pan into the fire.

A libido mitigating experience, too..lol

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
9th Oct 2011 (#)

My dear buzz,
Many thanks or your appreciation. With best wishes,

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author avatar Steve Kinsman
8th Oct 2011 (#)

Fascinating story very well told,
GV. So sorry your honeympoon went awry, but at least the experience provided fodder for a great article on wikinut,

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
9th Oct 2011 (#)

My dear Steve,
Many thanks or your appreciation. With best wishes,

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author avatar amberdextrous
8th Oct 2011 (#)

What a marital tragedy You have narrated for us, GV, in your inimitable style, full of unexpected twists, and your cusrtomary flashes of wit.

I know from some of your earlier posts that, despite its inauspicious beginning, your marriage blossomed into the best experience of your life.

Thank You for sharing this beautiful, sad, story of frustrated love.

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
9th Oct 2011 (#)

My dear amber,
many thanks for your appreciation. With best wishes, RR.

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
9th Oct 2011 (#)

My dear amber,
many thanks for your appreciation. With best wishes, RR.

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
10th Oct 2011 (#)

Your story caught my attention. How about your bride? How did she handle the situation?
Very well told. Thanks.

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
10th Oct 2011 (#)

She watched my discomfiture with a discreet smile. Many thanks for your appreciation.

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author avatar juny
10th Oct 2011 (#)

Nice share sir...:)

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
11th Oct 2011 (#)

Thanks for your appreciation,

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author avatar Songbird B
12th Oct 2011 (#)

What a wonderful tale, told in such a humorous way..A lovely read as always, G.V..

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
12th Oct 2011 (#)

My dear Songbird B,
Many thanks for your appreciation. With best wishes.

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
12th Oct 2011 (#)

My dear Songbird B,
Many thanks for your appreciation. With best wishes.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
2nd Aug 2012 (#)

I am reading it only now, but I enjoyed it as it is timeless! I don't make much plans as they never work out for me! Thanks for the humorous share GVR - siva

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
3rd Aug 2012 (#)

My dear Shiva,
Thanks for your comment.
I'll be back in wikinut soon after my grandchildren leave.
Meanwhile, you may like to read my other pieces you missed.

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