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The “Bite”


Story by Vikram Karve


Around 39 years ago – in 1982 – as a newly married couple – we lived in Curzon Road Apartments (also called Multi-Storey (MS) Apartments).

Curzon Road Apartments were located between Connaught Place (CP) and India Gate on Kasturba Gandhi Road.

There were 6 multi-storey buildings (A, B, C, D, E, F Blocks) comprising small compact fully furnished apartments – ideal for a newly married couple – and – the central prime location was the best in New Delhi – near office – and – near all the “happening” places.

There was a restaurant called “Banjara” which gave home delivery too, a supermarket, and stalls for all items of daily use like milk, vegetables, chicken, eggs, meats, eats etc and a tandoor for baking your rotis if you took down your atta, and a plenty of lawns for playing around.

The well-designed one room flats had a nice airy balcony on one side – a nice compact fully furnished room with attached bathroom – and the Kitchenette was located on the other side of the room – at the entrance – which opened into the open corridor (verandah style) – and we mostly kept the door open for cross-ventilation.

The design of Curzon Road Apartments was a modern version of the quintessential Mumbai “Chawl” ( चाळ ) – and people kept their doors open most of the time in the day and the atmosphere was very friendly – people people would come out of their apartments and stand in the passageway – , to gaze and observe the goings on below – get some fresh air and sunlight – and socialize with their neighbours – akin to the “Chawl Culture” – and we will never forget our Curzon Road days.

I have written a few stories of our Curzon Road days.

Let me retell them once more for the sake of nostalgia.

I posted the first story a few days ago: MARRIED BACHELOR

Here is the second story: THE BITE

(In case you have not read MARRIED BACHELOR  I am posting the link below this blog post.

Dear Reader  first read the story below THE BITE  and then the first one MARRIED BACHELOR…)



“Who bit you…?” the pretty nurse at the emergency OPD asked me.

I remained silent.

The pretty nurse looked at me – and she said to me:

“This is quite a serious bite wound. Sir – please tell me – who bit you – was it a pet dog – or a stray dog…?”

“This is not a “dog bite” – it is a “human bite”…?” I said.

“What…? “Human Bite”…? Who bit you, Sir…?” the pretty nurse said, looking surprised.

“My wife bit me…” I said.

The nurse gave me an incredulous look.

It was clear that she did not believe me.

But – it was true.

Yes – Dear Reader – indeed my wife had bitten me.

This story happened around 39 years ago – in mid-1982 – when we – my “Better Half” and Me – we were a newly married couple.

Please read the full story below…

“LOVE” BITE – A Fictional Spoof By Vikram Karve


This is not a true story. This story is a work of fiction. Events, places, settings and incidents narrated in the story 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. This story is a spoof, pure fiction, satire, just for fun and humour, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh.



New Delhi (Circa 1982)


“Who bit you…? This is quite a serious bite wound. Sir – please tell me – who bit you – was it a pet dog – or a stray dog…?” the pretty nurse at the emergency OPD asked me.

“This is not a “dog bite” – it is a “human bite”…?” I said.

“What…? “Human Bite”…? Who bit you, Sir…?” the pretty nurse asked me.

“My wife bit me…” I said.

Trying to suppress her laughter – the nurse said:

“Sir – I think you better show your bite wound to the Duty Medical Officer (Duty MO)…”

“Duty MO…? Why…?” I said.

“Sir – I know how to treat “dog bites” – but – I have never handled a “human bite” before…” the nurse said, smiling at me.

“Okay – please call him…” I said to the nurse.

“Sir – I think you better wake him up…”

“Wake him up…?”

“The Duty MO is sleeping in the office of the Commandant – it is the first room at the end of the corridor…”

“Okay – you come with me…” I said to the nurse.

So – with the nurse in tow – I walked to the office of the Commandant – and – I knocked at the door.

There was no response – so I banged at the door.

“Who the hell is it…?” an angry male voice shouted from inside.

“Emergency case…” I said.

After some time – the door opened – and – the Duty MO – a sleepy AMC Lieutenant Colonel – stood in front of me.

He was sleeping in air-conditioned comfort in the Commandant’s Office – and he was obviously miffed at being woken up from his deep sleep.

His face seemed to be familiar.

The Duty MO looked at me – and he asked me:

“You are in the Navy – aren’t you…?”

“Yes, Sir…”

“You live in Curzon Road Apartments – don’t you…?”

“Yes, Sir…”

“We see you in the lawns playing with your dog in the mornings when we have our tea in our balcony…”

“Yes, Sir…”

“So – what do you want – why the hell have you woken me up at this unearthly hour…?” the Duty MO said angrily.

“Sir – the nurse asked me to wake you up…” I said, sheepishly.

The Duty MO looked questioningly at the nurse – who was standing behind me.

“Sir – a “bite wound”…” the nurse said.

“Oh. So – your pet dog bit you…” the Duty MO said to me.

Then – the Duty MO said angrily to the nurse:

“I am sure his pet dog is vaccinated against rabies – so – just wash the wound – give him a tetanus shot – and let him go. Haven’t you been taught the basics at Nursing School…? Why the hell are you waking me up…?”

“Sir – it is not my dog…” I interrupted.

“Oh – so you were bitten by a stray dog…? Then we may have to give you “anti-rabies” vaccine…” the Duty MO said – and – he looked at the nurse.

“Sir – it is not a dog bite – it is a “human bite”…” the nurse said.

“What…? “Human Bite”…?” the Duty MO exclaimed.

Then – he looked at me and asked me:

“Who the hell bit you…?”

“My wife…” I said.

“What…? Your wife bit you…?”

“Yes, Sir…” I said – and – I showed him the bite wound on my left forearm – between my wrist and elbow.

“Bloody hell – this seems to be quite a deep wound – your wife seems to have really good teeth…” the Duty MO said.

“Yes, Sir…”

“Well – in my 20 years of service – I have treated many “dog bite” cases – but – this is the first time I am seeing a “human bite” case…” the Duty MO said – looking at the nurse.

The nurse said to the Duty MO:

“Sir – I have already cleaned the wound with antiseptic – I will give him a tetanus shot – and – should we give him “anti-rabies” vaccine also…?”

“Why “anti-rabies”…?”

“Sir – his wife may not have been vaccinated against rabies…” the nurse said.

The Duty MO thought for a while – and then he said to me:

“I hope your wife is not “rabid” – is she…?”


“Is your wife showing any signs of rabies – acting strangely – getting “hyper” – mood swings – foaming in the mouth…? Is she going around biting people…? Has she bitten anybody else…?”

“No, Sir – my wife is absolutely normal – I am the only person she has bitten so far…” I said.

“That’s good – but – as I said – this is my first case of “human bite” – so – it is best to take a “specialist opinion” from the “immunologist” – just to be sure…” the Duty MO said.

“Sir – you are a Doctor – why don’t you give me a tetanus shot and let me go…” I pleaded.

“You don’t try to act smart – okay…? You came here and reported to the OPD – didn’t you…? Now – you will bloody well listen to what I say. Do you understand…?”

“Sir – I thought you are a “specialist” too – since you are a Lieutenant Colonel…”

“Of course I am a “specialist” – I have specialized in “psychiatry”. As a Psychiatrist – I can deal with you after you go crazy – but now – I am trying to prevent you from going mad. I just want to rule out the possibility of rabies – and – I am curious to know whether “anti-rabies” vaccination is required for “human bites”. Though I am a Psychiatrist – I like to keep learning other specialities of medicine too…”

The Duty MO looked at the nurse and said:

“Check in the telephone directory and get me the immunologist on the phone…”

“Sir – it is past midnight…” the nurse said.

“So what – the bugger is junior to me – just get him on the line…” the Duty MO snapped.

The moment he was connected – the Duty MO said to the immunologist:

“I wanted to consult you on a “human bite” case. There is a Naval Officer here – Lieutenant “K” – with a deep wound on his forearm – severe bite marks – he says that his wife bit him…”

From the way the Duty MO was nodding his head – it was evident that the immunologist was giving his expert opinion on phone.

The Duty MO listened for some time – and then – he said to me:

“You didn’t tell me that you know the immunologist – Lieutenant Colonel “X” – he says you two were drinking partners in SP Marg Mess…”

“Yes, Sir – I knew Lieutenant Colonel “X” – I knew he was a doctor – but I didn’t know he was an immunologist…”

“Well – Lieutenant Colonel “X” wants some clarifications. Do you know what Lieutenant Colonel “X” is asking me…?”

“No, Sir…”

“Your friend Lieutenant Colonel “X” wants to know whether it is a “Love Bite”…”

“It’s not a “Love Bite” – it is a bloody “Hate Bite”…” I said.

“Ha, Ha…” the Duty MO said to the immunologist, “Lieutenant “K” says that it is a “hate bite”…”

They talked “medical gobbledygook” for some time.

Then – the Duty MO put the phone down and said to me:

“No worries. You come with me – we will give you a tetanus shot and some antibiotics – and – keep the wound open – we will apply an ointment to prevent infection…”

After the “treatment” for “human bite” was over – the Duty MO took me to back to the Commandant’s Office – and he poured some coffee from his flask for both of us.

The Duty MO looked at me and said:

“Now that the “medical” treatment is over – let us deal with the “legal” aspects…”

“Legal Aspects”…” I said, confused.

“Yes. This is “medico-legal” case – you have been brutally bitten by your wife – I have to make out a proper report. So – you will have to tell me exactly what happened…”

“Sir – I was sleeping – and – my wife bit me…”

“Is she crazy…? Does your wife just bite you without any provocation…? If that is so – I suggest that you better send your wife to me for psychiatric consultation. After all – I am an excellent psychiatrist – and we hardly have any patients…”

“No, Sir – my wife is not crazy. It is not her fault. I had too much to drink – and I was fast asleep…”

“Oh. And – she wanted to…?”

“No, Sir – it is not that. The power supply tripped – so – our air-cooler stopped – and it became very hot in the room. My wife woke up – and she could not sleep due to the heat – so she wanted to wake me up – but I was fast asleep in my drunken state – so – I didn’t get up – and – she got angry…”

“So – she bit you…”

“No, Sir – it was not only due to that. She realized that the lights had gone off only in our flat – so she wanted me to go out and set right the MCB which had tripped – the MCB is located outside the flat near the lift – so – she was trying to wake me up – and – when I didn’t respond – she bit me on my hand…”

“And then…?”

“I was jolted out of my sleep – and – I went and set right the MCB – and – the lights came on – the cooler started working – and – my wife went to sleep…”

“And then – you came here to the hospital emergency OPD…?”

“No, Sir – I saw that the bite wound was quite serious – the wound was deep – and – there was a lot of blood – so – I quietly came out of my flat and woke up my neighbour. He also thought that my dog had bitten me – so – he took me to a “Vet” who lives on the same floor…”

“Ha Ha – your neighbour took you to a “Veterinary” Doctor…?”

“Sir – no one believed that my wife had bitten me. I convinced them with great difficulty – and – the “Veterinary” Doctor said that I better show my wound to a “Human” Doctor quickly – before the wound got infected – so – I came here on my scooter…”

“You should have called the ambulance. Could you ride your scooter properly…?”

“Sir, my left hand was paining a bit – but – I managed to drive the scooter…”

The Duty MO said to me:

“It seems to be a real “Tall Story”. I find it quite unbelieveable…”

I said to the Duty MO:

“Sir – it is true – everything happened exactly the way I told…”

Still looking unconvinced – the Duty MO said to me:

“Okay – you write down everything exactly how it happened. Then – you sign your written statement – and give it to me – so I can file the “medico-legal” report…”

I wrote out the report as the Duty MO advised me.

And – by the time I reached home – it was 3 AM in the wee hours of the morning.

Using the latch-key – I quietly entered our one room apartment on the 7th floor.

My darling wife was fast asleep – oblivious of my arrival.

The cool air from the air-cooler was so soothing – that – within minutes – I fell asleep next to her.

Next morning – my wife seemed quite contrite:

“How is your hand…? I am sorry…”

“It is okay – my hand is okay…” I said to her.

“Do you want to show it to the doctor…?” she asked.

Thanks to her deep sleep – it was evident that she did not know that I had gone to the Military Hospital at night.

Now – I only had to tell my neighbour and the “Vet” to keep quiet about the whole episode – and the matter would be forgotten.

But – Dear Reader – you know how vibrant the “grapevine” is – and – it is impossible to keep such “juicy” gossip under wraps.

Coincidentally – the Duty MO (Psychiatrist) who had treated me – he lived in Curzon Road Apartments too.

And – next morning – he told the entire “husband biting” story to his wife – when they saw me playing with my dog in the lawns of Curzon Road Apartments from their balcony.

The “husband biting” news spread like wildfire – with everyone adding their own spicy “masala”.

Wherever we went – everyone gave us canny looks.

After all – we were a curious couple:

“The “biting” Wife – and – the “bitten” Husband…”

The ladies looked at my wife with admiration.

(maybe the ladies secretly wished they could “bite” their husbands too)

The men sniggered at me with ridicule.

(but inwardly the husbands were scared that their wives may get emboldened to “bite” them too)



A few days later – my boss called me to his office.

He threw a file in front of me.

I opened the file.

On the right hand side was my “written statement” – on the episode of the “Biting” Wife and the “Bitten” Husband”.

It was the same statement that I had given to the Duty MO.

On the left hand side there was a “noting sheet”.

I was flabbergasted.

The buggers had initiated a “medico-legal” case.

“Sir – what is all this…?” I asked my boss.

“Well – they want to know if you wish to file a complaint against your wife for “biting” you and causing you bodily injury…” my boss said.

“Of course not – No Sir – I don’t wish to file any complaint against my wife for “biting” me. In fact – I want this whole embarrassing matter closed…” I said.

“Okay – you write it down there on the noting sheet and give me the file…” my boss said.

After I had given the file back to my boss – my boss – an old “Sea Dog” – he said to me in his typical earthy style:

“I have seen plenty of “wife beating” cases – but – this is the first time I am seeing a “husband biting” case….”



Dear Reader – in case you meet me – please don’t ask me what caused the scar on my left hand – on my forearm – between my wrist and elbow…!!!

The scar is just “coincidental”…


Link to Curzon Road Memories Part 1 – MARRIED BACHELOR – >



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A creative person with a zest for life, alumnus IIT Delhi, Lawrence School Lovedale, Vikram Karve is a retired Navy Officer turned full time Writer and Blogger.
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Namita Sunder
1 month ago

enjoyed the story. unique plot you thought of.

Navneet Bakshi
5 months ago

It might have gone down in the records as a unique case in history. You are a master craftsman in stretching the suspense till the end of the story. When it had reached the point where MCB had to be checked, I thought, the power of electric shock will be added to her accidental bite, but you spared her and yourself that agony.

5 months ago

enjoyed the story…

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