19-11-2019, 04:24 PM
One week passed. We consulted so many physicians and ayurvedic doctors. All were unable to do anything miracle.
My brother invited all relatives to a religious worship to be conducted at our residence on Sunday. My brother asked my sisters to assemble as he was going to announce some decisions. My parents, Geetha, my two sisters and I were thinking what would be his decision.
He began talking when we were gathered and none outsiders were present, "I want all of you to listen carefully to me and agree to my decisions. First of all I am not interested to do business anymore, I am leaving everything to Vasu and father. I am going to a religious place, I want to join Karunakara guru's Ashram and the third and important decision is Geetha should marry Vasu, and you must all agree to all of these". The bomb had fallen.
Geetha cried, "No Reghu Chetta, I don't allow you go alone, I wont marry Vasu, I am coming with you, I too join the Ashram".
"No, I want to go alone, you are not coming with me. I don't want any family relations from now on. I want to repent on my sins. Vasu has to marry Geetha. She is a treasure, which I don't want to go outside our family. Vasu and Geetha are almost equal age but that doesn't matter. They care for each other, they can be a good couple. Whatever you say my life with Geetha is now over and I wont change that decision. Geetha and Vasu can marry if they both agree, its my proposal. Take it or leave it, please", Reghu brother was firm.
"If your decision if final, I want Geetha to be here only, Vasu has to marry her", my mother had taken the decision.
"No, Vasu was my brother, I cannot marry him, and we cannot be a husband and wife.
All villagers will mock at us. "I don't like it", Geetha was not yielding.
"Do you love Vasu?", my father asked Geetha.
"Oh, I think it's a good decision. Vasu can marry his brother's wife. It's not uncommon. So many marriages takes place like that when the army men die. Recently when our neighbour Bhaskar died in bike accident, his wife was four month pregnant. They forced her to marry the younger brother who was three years younger than her. Now I see them very happy and she is going to deliver next baby", my elder sister joined.
"What is Vasu's opinion?", Reghu brother asked me.
I didn't say anything.
My mother interfered, "He doesn't answer because he think he is only studying. But I don't want Geetha to go away to some other house, she has to remain here till my last breath, so let Vasu marry her".
I was too confused, why those people never asking Geetha's opinion. Was it so cool to have a divorce and marry husband's own brother whatever may be the compelling reasons.
Then my brother asked me to come outside, he took me to the lemon tree's shade, he put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Vasu, I know it is very difficult and how much you respected her as your brother' sister. But to tell you a truth, she is still a virgin, I did not make any husband wife relations with her, it's a fact which I did not disclose to anybody, I had some problems and god did not forgive me for my misdeeds, now I am as good as a corpse to her. You have to take care of her responsibility, its my sin that she become almost a widow now, so you have to obligue, as a brother you too have responsibility to repent on my sins. Nothing harm is going to happen, you will adjust with an early marriage, Geetha is a nice girl, she loves you, I know it, it wont be much difficult to have husband-wife relation after the initial mental confusions, please take my word, she is the best woman one could get", he was sobbing at the end.
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So everyone agreed and after one week Geetha's parents came with not much interest.
Geetha too lacked any spirit.
The village head came to our house and before the picture of a deity, he game two big rose flower made harams (flowers bunched together) and asked Geetha to put into my neck which I returned.
"Now you are husband and wife, what about a new mangal sutra (small chain with a locket to indicate wife status by ***** women in our country)? ", the village head asked.
"She already have one, isn't it sufficient", my mother asked.
"No, lets remove the old one, make a string with turmeric paste coated and put the locket in it and let Vasu tie it on Geetha's neck".the village head told.
When the old chain was broken Geetha cried, but others pacified her.
My brother took the old chain and gave it to my elder sister as a gift from him, which she hungrily accepted.
Thus the ceremony was over.
Quite unexpectedly Geetha and I became husband and wife.
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My brother invited all relatives to a religious worship to be conducted at our residence on Sunday. My brother asked my sisters to assemble as he was going to announce some decisions. My parents, Geetha, my two sisters and I were thinking what would be his decision.
He began talking when we were gathered and none outsiders were present, "I want all of you to listen carefully to me and agree to my decisions. First of all I am not interested to do business anymore, I am leaving everything to Vasu and father. I am going to a religious place, I want to join Karunakara guru's Ashram and the third and important decision is Geetha should marry Vasu, and you must all agree to all of these". The bomb had fallen.
Geetha cried, "No Reghu Chetta, I don't allow you go alone, I wont marry Vasu, I am coming with you, I too join the Ashram".
"No, I want to go alone, you are not coming with me. I don't want any family relations from now on. I want to repent on my sins. Vasu has to marry Geetha. She is a treasure, which I don't want to go outside our family. Vasu and Geetha are almost equal age but that doesn't matter. They care for each other, they can be a good couple. Whatever you say my life with Geetha is now over and I wont change that decision. Geetha and Vasu can marry if they both agree, its my proposal. Take it or leave it, please", Reghu brother was firm.
"If your decision if final, I want Geetha to be here only, Vasu has to marry her", my mother had taken the decision.
"No, Vasu was my brother, I cannot marry him, and we cannot be a husband and wife.
All villagers will mock at us. "I don't like it", Geetha was not yielding.
"Do you love Vasu?", my father asked Geetha.
"Oh, I think it's a good decision. Vasu can marry his brother's wife. It's not uncommon. So many marriages takes place like that when the army men die. Recently when our neighbour Bhaskar died in bike accident, his wife was four month pregnant. They forced her to marry the younger brother who was three years younger than her. Now I see them very happy and she is going to deliver next baby", my elder sister joined.
"What is Vasu's opinion?", Reghu brother asked me.
I didn't say anything.
My mother interfered, "He doesn't answer because he think he is only studying. But I don't want Geetha to go away to some other house, she has to remain here till my last breath, so let Vasu marry her".
I was too confused, why those people never asking Geetha's opinion. Was it so cool to have a divorce and marry husband's own brother whatever may be the compelling reasons.
Then my brother asked me to come outside, he took me to the lemon tree's shade, he put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Vasu, I know it is very difficult and how much you respected her as your brother' sister. But to tell you a truth, she is still a virgin, I did not make any husband wife relations with her, it's a fact which I did not disclose to anybody, I had some problems and god did not forgive me for my misdeeds, now I am as good as a corpse to her. You have to take care of her responsibility, its my sin that she become almost a widow now, so you have to obligue, as a brother you too have responsibility to repent on my sins. Nothing harm is going to happen, you will adjust with an early marriage, Geetha is a nice girl, she loves you, I know it, it wont be much difficult to have husband-wife relation after the initial mental confusions, please take my word, she is the best woman one could get", he was sobbing at the end.
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So everyone agreed and after one week Geetha's parents came with not much interest.
Geetha too lacked any spirit.
The village head came to our house and before the picture of a deity, he game two big rose flower made harams (flowers bunched together) and asked Geetha to put into my neck which I returned.
"Now you are husband and wife, what about a new mangal sutra (small chain with a locket to indicate wife status by ***** women in our country)? ", the village head asked.
"She already have one, isn't it sufficient", my mother asked.
"No, lets remove the old one, make a string with turmeric paste coated and put the locket in it and let Vasu tie it on Geetha's neck".the village head told.
When the old chain was broken Geetha cried, but others pacified her.
My brother took the old chain and gave it to my elder sister as a gift from him, which she hungrily accepted.
Thus the ceremony was over.
Quite unexpectedly Geetha and I became husband and wife.
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