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A Modern Fairytale on Valentine's Day.

An Air Warrior and devotee of Lord Krishna has published over 120 short stories and 15 books on fiction and 4 on military history.


The beginning

Time passes very fast and Ronnie remembered that ten years ago he had gone for a duck shooting trip. It was the month of September and he was returning along a tree-lined road back to Delhi. He had enjoyed the shoot and had bagged a pair of ducks and now he was looking forward to a sumptuous dinner at the club.

He was feeling on top of the world for it had been a splendid day. He had hardly missed any shot. He was thirty years old; a bachelor, though not one now, and lived alone in a lovely old building which he had inherited. It was about six in the evening and the rays of the sun were lengthening and casting a golden light on the trees along the road. The hush of the evening was setting in and no sound could be heard except the twittering of the birds going home.

He drove slowly in a thoughtful mood with his dog Jack sitting beside him with his tongue hanging out. Though driving slowly he kept the jeep going forward. A little ahead he saw a lad and was about to bypass him when the lad held up his thumb, indicating that he wanted a lift.

He stopped and looked at him. He was perhaps about fifteen or sixteen years old; slender built, fair and good-looking with short curly hair and dark black eyes. He was dressed in a loose shirt with trousers that complimented his dark black eyes. He noticed that he was neatly dressed and overall looked to be a respectable young boy.

“Where do you want to go?” he asked.

He didn’t answer but got into the jeep and looked at Ronnie with his clean black eyes.

“I’m a visitor here,” he replied “and I have lost all my money” I have nowhere to go and would like to spend the night someplace.”

Ronnie thought that perhaps, he had run away from home or school. So he asked, “Are you a runaway from Home?”

The boy replied, “No sir, No! I am not a runaway. I have no relations in the world and am all alone. I used to stay with an old aunt who also expired last week. So having nothing to do I decide to go down to Delhi from my native Nepal and find some work for myself and make a living."

He was a Nepali and what he said was plausible but Ronnie had lingering doubts that there was more to the eye than what he had told him. He looked at him with an open face and his flashing eyes met Ronnie's so steadily that he began to believe him. He put the jeep into gear and moved forward.

“Well,” he laughed “What sort of job can you do?”

“Oh, sir! Anything, I could for example help you to clean your guns and all”

In a short, time they reached Ronnie's house. It was a rambling old mansion and as he lived alone, he alighted and opened the door. The boy followed him.

“What is your name?” Ronnie asked.

“Vikram,” he replied.

“Well Vikram, you can stay for some time with me and help make out as I have no regular servant”

He smiled and his eyes sparkled, “Thank you, Sir…”

"I am going to the club and in my absence, you can see what all is there in the fridge and eat"

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Ronnie went to the club where he hit the bar and later had a sumptuous meal. He returned late and Vikram let him in. Even as he entered he could sense the change in the house, It appeared that some invisible fairy had done it up. Delighted he looked at Vikram and gushed, “You are wonderful. I never imagined that you had so many qualities”

He hit the sack and slept like a log, however before, that he told Vikram to make him comfortable on the sofa in the living room. He awoke late in the morning after the excesses of the night at the club and saw Vikram enter with a tray and an inviting cup of hot tea.

“ A cup of tea for you sir,” he smiled.

“Splendid” Ronnie replied, “I think I am getting to like you, Vikram”


The days passed and Vikram stayed on and helped Ronnie. He would clean his guns and help in all matters. He was a wonderful valet. But despite his utility, he had a streak of stubbornness in him that would manifest itself suddenly. At such times he would adopt a regal air which did surprise Ronnie in a lad from a lower-middle-class environment. One day he was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Vikram sat on the carpet beside him.

“Get me a cup of tea Vikram,” Ronnie told him.

He did not reply and continued watching the program and Ronnie repeated his request, but he just replied, “No sir, I am not in the mood”

He was very much vexed on hearing this but got up to prepare his cup of tea. As he entered the kitchen, he heard a chuckle and realized that Vikram was perhaps laughing at him. This annoyed him no end, so he came back and went up to him.

“You are a spoilt brat,” he said, “and I shall teach you a lesson”

He caught hold of his collar and tried to yank him upwards from his sitting position. The movement took him by surprise and his shirt got pulled up over his shoulders. Ronnie was startled to see an extremely flat belly and a shift that could not hide the twin raisings of Vikram. It was obvious that the shift covered a pair of girlish breasts. He was momentarily stunned for Vikram was a girl!

This most astounding and unexpected discovery made his brain whirl and for a moment stood utterly confounded. Perhaps Vikram too was perplexed, for it was only after some time that he tried to move out of his grip, but he held him firmly. A struggle ensued. Vikram was in a state of confusion, even as Ronnie was recovering his senses.

“What the hell”, he asked “is a girl doing here in a boy’s garb”

He repeated the question. He felt a little angry at her lack of response to his question and caught her shoulder to restrain her saying, “Answer me”

The touch of her shoulder was like an aphrodisiac; He had not bargained for such a sensual feeling.

“No,” She said “No….I’m from a good family…my father is a Rana”

Ronnie realized the girl was from the Royal family and he was absolutely thrilled.

Vikram was expecting the worst but Ronnie had decided that he had found his partner in life. He kissed her softly, and asked: “Will you marry me Vikram?”

Her eyes widened in surprise and she turned a deep red as she realized the purport of his words. "you haven't answered my question," Ronnie said.

Later she told him she had run away from home as her father who was of royal blood wanted her to marry a man, she did not fancy.


A happy ending

Ronnie married her the next day and rang up her father the Rana. “Bloody man,” the Rana shouted on the telephone, “I shall shoot you”

The Rana came. As he entered the driveway, Ronnie noticed that he carried a .315 bore Winchester self-loading rifle. He really did look menacing.

“I wonder what he is going to do?” Ronnie said with some alarm.

The Rana came inside and rushed at Ronnie. But he didn’t pull the trigger. He embraced him and handed the rifle.

“Son,” he said, “take this along with my daughter; you love hunting so this will come in handy.”

So a happy ending to a nice modern fairy tale. And yes they lived happily ever after.


MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on February 18, 2021:

Thank you, Devika, It's a pleasure you commented

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on February 18, 2021:

A well-written and interesting piece you have here.Valentine's day is a special day indeed!

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on February 17, 2021:

Chitra, sweet of you to comment.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on February 17, 2021:

Thank you Vanita, for spending time and commenting

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on February 17, 2021:

Nice and engaging story. Thank you for sharing.

Vanita Thakkar on February 16, 2021:

Good one. Enjoyed.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on February 16, 2021:

Denise,sweet of you to have commented. Thank you.

Denise McGill from Fresno CA on February 16, 2021:

Except that she didn't want to get his tea! Haha. Very interesting way to meet your life partner.



MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on February 16, 2021:

Ravi, nice of you to have commented.

Ravi Rajan from Mumbai on February 16, 2021:

Nice story MG. This is something very different from what you usually write. Thanks for sharing.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on February 16, 2021:

Thank you, Bill, nice of you to sparer time and comment

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on February 16, 2021:

I fully expected a dead body, so this was a pleasant ending. Thanks for starting my day off with an enjoyable fairytale!

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