15-06-2026, 04:54 AM
Madhavi: “Aiyo, Amma, what are you saying?”
Narmada: “Madhavi, do not think I am speaking nonsense out of grief or madness. I have thought deeply and reached this clarity before speaking to you. Understand that. This is why I am openly discussing both of your personal matters in front of each other.”
She paused for a moment in silence, then continued.
Narmada: “Both of you, listen carefully. Do not be shocked. I am speaking after thinking clearly.”
We have all seen many couples living in huts/slum without money. They may lack wealth and comfort, but at the very least, they have a roof over their heads. Within that space, they live happily because, despite having nothing else, the man and woman share physical pleasure with each other. In that joy, they forget all their other hardships. Sex acts as a vital outlet.
For both of you, there are significant difficulties and obstacles in finding life partners. Madhavi, I do not know when or who will come - someone who will understand your past, love you, and marry you. Until then, as a mother, I cannot tell you to simply find happiness with a machine and wait. It is my natural, reasonable desire as a mother that you should experience pleasure through a man, not merely through a device.
Madhavi listened to her mother with trembling unease. Narmada continued.
“No matter how much he says, Manoj will not think about his own marriage until he settles Maithili’s life. Even if he tries to find happiness outside, he will sacrifice it all for the family’s financial needs.”
“After thinking about all this, I have reached a decision. Understand one thing clearly: You both need sexual satisfaction to be happy. Whatever way it comes to you, I will not call it wrong. It will bring me joy.”
“Manoj, you are a man, so you face fewer complications. But for Madhavi, it is different. I am the one who ruined her life. It is my great mistake that I never allowed her to have any male friends. When she was studying, if she spoke to a boy from her class on the street, I would beat her and prevent her from talking to boys thereafter. Today, she does not even have a single male friend. If she had one, she could have shared her sorrows and found support in him. But I denied her that opportunity.”
Narmada sobbed as she recalled her own mistakes.
Madhavi, sensing the direction her mother’s words were taking, panicked. “Amma, please stop. You are saying all sorts of things. I am scared. Please don’t say anything inappropriate, Amma. Please.”
Narmada: “Hey, do not interrupt me. I am your mother, and I am speaking within the locked doors of our own family. Do not panic.”
“That is why, right now, Madhavi does not have a man who can comfort her heart…”
Narmada paused for a moment. Madhavi’s heart pounded wildly.
“At this stage in her life, she cannot suddenly trust a new person as a friend. That is risky. She cannot trust just anyone. It could create problems for Madhavi’s future.”
“But I cannot leave her to suffer alone like this. She needs a good male companion for her body. That man must be extremely trustworthy. After thinking about all this…”
Manoj listened with goosebumps, his ears alert. Madhavi listened with a heart ready to explode. Narmada went on.
Narmada: “Look, both of you, listen without getting shocked. This is a very good decision. It is a clear, well-thought-out conclusion I have reached. Therefore, both of you must listen to your mother without objection.”
“I will come straight to the point. Manoj, Madhavi - both of you need a physical companion. There is nothing wrong in this. The two of you can support each other inside a locked room and fulfill your needs within yourselves. This is not wrong at all. It will remain within our family. No one else will know. If the two of you come together in this matter and satisfy each other’s needs, both your mind and body will find great happiness. If I can see my two children happy before my eyes, that is more than enough for me.”
“Until both of you get married, you should live happily like this. Even if this shocks you, it is a decision I have made with all my heart. Both of you must accept it.”
Madhavi trembled violently, almost on the verge of fainting. “Amma, do you even realize what you are saying? Is this really you speaking, Amma?”
Narmada: “Yes, I know exactly what I am saying. To put it plainly, I am telling you both to live as husband and wife.”
Madhavi stood up abruptly in anger. “Amma, disgusting! How can you speak like this? I will never agree to this,” she declared firmly.
Narmada: “Hey! Why are you getting up while I am still speaking? Sit down first.”
Narmada’s tone was commanding.
Madhavi sat down in fear.
Madhavi (pleading): “Amma, he is my younger brother. He is just a younger brother, Amma.”
Narmada: “Don’t I know that? Is he a small boy compared to you? Fine, tell me - is he your biological brother born from the same mother?”
The moment she said that, Manoj’s face changed. It turned sorrowful, and he began to speak pleadingly.
Manoj: “Amma, how many times have I told you not to separate me like this? Why are you speaking this way?”
Narmada: “Hey Manoj, you will always be my son. I am saying this only to make her understand. Madhavi, you know very well that he is my elder sister’s son. In the accident that took your father, my sister and her husband also died. That is why he has been living with us as my son and your brother. If I separate him like this, he gets angry.”
“Look, Madhavi, he is not your blood brother. In many other communities and religions, such relationships are considered valid for marriage. Therefore, this is not wrong. Please understand. Do you think your mother would reach such a decision without careful thought?”
Madhavi: “Amma, what are you saying? Whatever he may be, how can I possibly look at him in that way? Aiyo, God! Why are you speaking like this today?” Her voice broke. “Why has your mind become like this?”
Narmada: “Look here, daughter. At first, even I was shocked when I thought about it. But after thinking deeply, this is the best possible decision. You can easily change the way you see him. It is not difficult. In the beginning, it may feel uncomfortable, but over time, you will get used to it and even begin to like it. Please accept this for my sake.”
Manoj could not tell whether what was happening was a dream or reality. If one looked back at certain things…
Manoj could not determine whether what was unfolding was a dream or reality. If one looked back at certain past events, it would become clear.
From the time Manoj grew into a young man and sexual desires began to awaken in him, an inexplicable attraction had developed towards Madhavi. Because he was considered her younger brother and a member of the family, Madhavi was not very careful with her clothing at home. There were many occasions when her pallu slipped, revealing the sight of her breasts; when she wore a petticoat up to her chest and walked to the bathroom; or when she bent over in her nightie while sweeping. Manoj had seen her youthful mounds, her waist, and her navel. This had led to a crush and a kind of forbidden desire in him. However, he never expressed it outwardly. Many nights, he had satisfied himself by thinking of her.
Yet, he had been extremely careful to ensure Madhavi never suspected anything. If the family came to know of his thoughts, they would assume he viewed her that way only because they were not blood-related, and his life would be ruined. Moreover, he genuinely cared for everyone and was determined not to cause any trouble to them because of his feelings.
Manoj was not a lustful person. In the same house, Maithili was younger and far more beautiful than Madhavi - almost twice as attractive. Yet, he felt no stirrings towards her. In fact, Maithili was very close to him - teasing him, hitting him playfully, resting her head on his lap while watching television, and feeding him cake on his birthday. Despite such intimacy, he felt nothing but pure brotherly affection for her. The same was true for his mother Narmada. Though he harbored forbidden desires, they were directed only towards Madhavi. Towards Maithili and Narmada, he felt only pure familial love, with no trace of lust.
Therefore, all his fantasies about Madhavi remained confined to his imagination. In such a state, the fact that his own mother was now proposing this path left him in utter confusion, unable to distinguish dream from reality. However, he suppressed the joy rising in his heart and silently observed the proceedings.
Narmada, noticing his silence, interrupted his thoughts. “Manoj, why are you sitting so quietly without saying anything?”
Manoj gathered himself and began to speak.
Manoj: “Amma, I too am frozen in shock, just like Akka. I understand your sorrow and your reasoning. But how can this be possible, Amma? She is my elder sister. I have respect and fear for her. How can I…”
Madhavi: “Amma, look - even he finds this difficult. How can he do it either?”
Narmada: “Manoj, don’t you feel pity for your sister’s condition? Can you leave her with just a machine? Can I provide her with a more trustworthy male companion until she gets married? Think a little for the common good and also for your own benefit. You will find happiness, and Akka will be well. If both of you come down a little, open your hearts, and make a sincere effort together, nothing is impossible. Please consider this as your mother falling at your feet. Won’t you do this for me?”
Manoj still could not discern dream from reality. It felt as though his mother was offering him his dream goddess by falling at his feet.
Manoj: “Amma, please do not kill me with these words. I understand your point, but I cannot digest it.”
Madhavi panicked.
Madhavi (with firm resolve): She stood up, raised both hands in a pleading gesture, and said, “I cannot discuss this further with you, Amma. I cannot accept this at all. This will never happen.”
As Madhavi stood, her sari shifted slightly, exposing her navel. Manoj gazed at her, quietly appreciating the sight of her breasts.
Narmada rose in anger.
Manoj also stood up.
Narmada: “Is this your final decision?”
Madhavi: “Yes.”
Narmada: “Then wait.”
She walked swiftly into the kitchen. While Manoj and Madhavi watched in confusion, Narmada returned with a knife in her hand.
Narmada: “Since both of you have not listened despite my prolonged and reasonable explanations, I ask you one final time. My very life depends on your answer. I cannot bear this any longer. If you do not agree, I will not hesitate to slit my own throat.”
Manoj was stunned. Madhavi was equally shocked.
Madhavi: “Amma, have you gone mad? Why are you doing this? Please do not do anything reckless.” Her voice broke. “Amma, is this fair? Is this emotional blackmail justified? How can you fail to understand my suffering?”
Manoj: “Amma, please. Do not do anything. We can discuss and resolve whatever the issue is. Please, do not do this.”
Narmada: “Understand me, Madhavi. You are my daughter. Would I ever do anything to hurt you? You do not understand now, but once you do what I have asked, you will realize why I insisted and that it is not wrong. I am giving you medicine, my child.”
“When you were a child and I gave you medicine, it felt as though I was causing you pain. But it was for your own good. This is exactly the same. It may seem like I am causing you distress now, but once the medicine begins to work, you will understand that it is for your benefit.”
Madhavi: “Aiyo… Why are you being so stubborn? Please abandon this thought for my sake.”
Narmada: “Do just one thing for me. Agree to be with Manoj in this manner only three times. After those three occasions, I will not force you even once. If you still feel it is not right for you, you may stop. I will not compel you further.”
Madhavi: “Aiyo, God! How can I make you understand?”
Narmada: “Fine, Madhavi. I no longer have the strength to argue. There is no other way to make you feel the seriousness of my decision.” Before her words could fully register, she drew the knife across her hand, creating a small cut. Blood began to flow.
Madhavi and Manoj panicked and rushed towards her in distress.
To be COntinued
Narmada: “Madhavi, do not think I am speaking nonsense out of grief or madness. I have thought deeply and reached this clarity before speaking to you. Understand that. This is why I am openly discussing both of your personal matters in front of each other.”
She paused for a moment in silence, then continued.
Narmada: “Both of you, listen carefully. Do not be shocked. I am speaking after thinking clearly.”
We have all seen many couples living in huts/slum without money. They may lack wealth and comfort, but at the very least, they have a roof over their heads. Within that space, they live happily because, despite having nothing else, the man and woman share physical pleasure with each other. In that joy, they forget all their other hardships. Sex acts as a vital outlet.
For both of you, there are significant difficulties and obstacles in finding life partners. Madhavi, I do not know when or who will come - someone who will understand your past, love you, and marry you. Until then, as a mother, I cannot tell you to simply find happiness with a machine and wait. It is my natural, reasonable desire as a mother that you should experience pleasure through a man, not merely through a device.
Madhavi listened to her mother with trembling unease. Narmada continued.
“No matter how much he says, Manoj will not think about his own marriage until he settles Maithili’s life. Even if he tries to find happiness outside, he will sacrifice it all for the family’s financial needs.”
“After thinking about all this, I have reached a decision. Understand one thing clearly: You both need sexual satisfaction to be happy. Whatever way it comes to you, I will not call it wrong. It will bring me joy.”
“Manoj, you are a man, so you face fewer complications. But for Madhavi, it is different. I am the one who ruined her life. It is my great mistake that I never allowed her to have any male friends. When she was studying, if she spoke to a boy from her class on the street, I would beat her and prevent her from talking to boys thereafter. Today, she does not even have a single male friend. If she had one, she could have shared her sorrows and found support in him. But I denied her that opportunity.”
Narmada sobbed as she recalled her own mistakes.
Madhavi, sensing the direction her mother’s words were taking, panicked. “Amma, please stop. You are saying all sorts of things. I am scared. Please don’t say anything inappropriate, Amma. Please.”
Narmada: “Hey, do not interrupt me. I am your mother, and I am speaking within the locked doors of our own family. Do not panic.”
“That is why, right now, Madhavi does not have a man who can comfort her heart…”
Narmada paused for a moment. Madhavi’s heart pounded wildly.
“At this stage in her life, she cannot suddenly trust a new person as a friend. That is risky. She cannot trust just anyone. It could create problems for Madhavi’s future.”
“But I cannot leave her to suffer alone like this. She needs a good male companion for her body. That man must be extremely trustworthy. After thinking about all this…”
Manoj listened with goosebumps, his ears alert. Madhavi listened with a heart ready to explode. Narmada went on.
Narmada: “Look, both of you, listen without getting shocked. This is a very good decision. It is a clear, well-thought-out conclusion I have reached. Therefore, both of you must listen to your mother without objection.”
“I will come straight to the point. Manoj, Madhavi - both of you need a physical companion. There is nothing wrong in this. The two of you can support each other inside a locked room and fulfill your needs within yourselves. This is not wrong at all. It will remain within our family. No one else will know. If the two of you come together in this matter and satisfy each other’s needs, both your mind and body will find great happiness. If I can see my two children happy before my eyes, that is more than enough for me.”
“Until both of you get married, you should live happily like this. Even if this shocks you, it is a decision I have made with all my heart. Both of you must accept it.”
Madhavi trembled violently, almost on the verge of fainting. “Amma, do you even realize what you are saying? Is this really you speaking, Amma?”
Narmada: “Yes, I know exactly what I am saying. To put it plainly, I am telling you both to live as husband and wife.”
Madhavi stood up abruptly in anger. “Amma, disgusting! How can you speak like this? I will never agree to this,” she declared firmly.
Narmada: “Hey! Why are you getting up while I am still speaking? Sit down first.”
Narmada’s tone was commanding.
Madhavi sat down in fear.
Madhavi (pleading): “Amma, he is my younger brother. He is just a younger brother, Amma.”
Narmada: “Don’t I know that? Is he a small boy compared to you? Fine, tell me - is he your biological brother born from the same mother?”
The moment she said that, Manoj’s face changed. It turned sorrowful, and he began to speak pleadingly.
Manoj: “Amma, how many times have I told you not to separate me like this? Why are you speaking this way?”
Narmada: “Hey Manoj, you will always be my son. I am saying this only to make her understand. Madhavi, you know very well that he is my elder sister’s son. In the accident that took your father, my sister and her husband also died. That is why he has been living with us as my son and your brother. If I separate him like this, he gets angry.”
“Look, Madhavi, he is not your blood brother. In many other communities and religions, such relationships are considered valid for marriage. Therefore, this is not wrong. Please understand. Do you think your mother would reach such a decision without careful thought?”
Madhavi: “Amma, what are you saying? Whatever he may be, how can I possibly look at him in that way? Aiyo, God! Why are you speaking like this today?” Her voice broke. “Why has your mind become like this?”
Narmada: “Look here, daughter. At first, even I was shocked when I thought about it. But after thinking deeply, this is the best possible decision. You can easily change the way you see him. It is not difficult. In the beginning, it may feel uncomfortable, but over time, you will get used to it and even begin to like it. Please accept this for my sake.”
Manoj could not tell whether what was happening was a dream or reality. If one looked back at certain things…
Manoj could not determine whether what was unfolding was a dream or reality. If one looked back at certain past events, it would become clear.
From the time Manoj grew into a young man and sexual desires began to awaken in him, an inexplicable attraction had developed towards Madhavi. Because he was considered her younger brother and a member of the family, Madhavi was not very careful with her clothing at home. There were many occasions when her pallu slipped, revealing the sight of her breasts; when she wore a petticoat up to her chest and walked to the bathroom; or when she bent over in her nightie while sweeping. Manoj had seen her youthful mounds, her waist, and her navel. This had led to a crush and a kind of forbidden desire in him. However, he never expressed it outwardly. Many nights, he had satisfied himself by thinking of her.
Yet, he had been extremely careful to ensure Madhavi never suspected anything. If the family came to know of his thoughts, they would assume he viewed her that way only because they were not blood-related, and his life would be ruined. Moreover, he genuinely cared for everyone and was determined not to cause any trouble to them because of his feelings.
Manoj was not a lustful person. In the same house, Maithili was younger and far more beautiful than Madhavi - almost twice as attractive. Yet, he felt no stirrings towards her. In fact, Maithili was very close to him - teasing him, hitting him playfully, resting her head on his lap while watching television, and feeding him cake on his birthday. Despite such intimacy, he felt nothing but pure brotherly affection for her. The same was true for his mother Narmada. Though he harbored forbidden desires, they were directed only towards Madhavi. Towards Maithili and Narmada, he felt only pure familial love, with no trace of lust.
Therefore, all his fantasies about Madhavi remained confined to his imagination. In such a state, the fact that his own mother was now proposing this path left him in utter confusion, unable to distinguish dream from reality. However, he suppressed the joy rising in his heart and silently observed the proceedings.
Narmada, noticing his silence, interrupted his thoughts. “Manoj, why are you sitting so quietly without saying anything?”
Manoj gathered himself and began to speak.
Manoj: “Amma, I too am frozen in shock, just like Akka. I understand your sorrow and your reasoning. But how can this be possible, Amma? She is my elder sister. I have respect and fear for her. How can I…”
Madhavi: “Amma, look - even he finds this difficult. How can he do it either?”
Narmada: “Manoj, don’t you feel pity for your sister’s condition? Can you leave her with just a machine? Can I provide her with a more trustworthy male companion until she gets married? Think a little for the common good and also for your own benefit. You will find happiness, and Akka will be well. If both of you come down a little, open your hearts, and make a sincere effort together, nothing is impossible. Please consider this as your mother falling at your feet. Won’t you do this for me?”
Manoj still could not discern dream from reality. It felt as though his mother was offering him his dream goddess by falling at his feet.
Manoj: “Amma, please do not kill me with these words. I understand your point, but I cannot digest it.”
Madhavi panicked.
Madhavi (with firm resolve): She stood up, raised both hands in a pleading gesture, and said, “I cannot discuss this further with you, Amma. I cannot accept this at all. This will never happen.”
As Madhavi stood, her sari shifted slightly, exposing her navel. Manoj gazed at her, quietly appreciating the sight of her breasts.
Narmada rose in anger.
Manoj also stood up.
Narmada: “Is this your final decision?”
Madhavi: “Yes.”
Narmada: “Then wait.”
She walked swiftly into the kitchen. While Manoj and Madhavi watched in confusion, Narmada returned with a knife in her hand.
Narmada: “Since both of you have not listened despite my prolonged and reasonable explanations, I ask you one final time. My very life depends on your answer. I cannot bear this any longer. If you do not agree, I will not hesitate to slit my own throat.”
Manoj was stunned. Madhavi was equally shocked.
Madhavi: “Amma, have you gone mad? Why are you doing this? Please do not do anything reckless.” Her voice broke. “Amma, is this fair? Is this emotional blackmail justified? How can you fail to understand my suffering?”
Manoj: “Amma, please. Do not do anything. We can discuss and resolve whatever the issue is. Please, do not do this.”
Narmada: “Understand me, Madhavi. You are my daughter. Would I ever do anything to hurt you? You do not understand now, but once you do what I have asked, you will realize why I insisted and that it is not wrong. I am giving you medicine, my child.”
“When you were a child and I gave you medicine, it felt as though I was causing you pain. But it was for your own good. This is exactly the same. It may seem like I am causing you distress now, but once the medicine begins to work, you will understand that it is for your benefit.”
Madhavi: “Aiyo… Why are you being so stubborn? Please abandon this thought for my sake.”
Narmada: “Do just one thing for me. Agree to be with Manoj in this manner only three times. After those three occasions, I will not force you even once. If you still feel it is not right for you, you may stop. I will not compel you further.”
Madhavi: “Aiyo, God! How can I make you understand?”
Narmada: “Fine, Madhavi. I no longer have the strength to argue. There is no other way to make you feel the seriousness of my decision.” Before her words could fully register, she drew the knife across her hand, creating a small cut. Blood began to flow.
Madhavi and Manoj panicked and rushed towards her in distress.
To be COntinued
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