It had been a very difficult time for my mom after my father died. Not that financially we were struggling, we had a pretty good savings by my father which helped us through his absence.
The will was a lot and I was still young so my mother remarried a guy, he was a relative and owed favors to my dad so eventually he married her so that the money could be protected and there would be a man in the house. This was so that the outsiders wouldn't take advantage of my mom.
This guy Varun was younger than my mom and was unmarried till he did marry my mom. He was unemployed and wanted to start his own business. My father had helped him get loans from the bank and set up shop. But it was his misfortune that he lost everything. he would stay in our guest house only. The failure had effected him and he wouldn't talk a lot.
He was my mothers choice when everyone pressurized her to get married so that she would have company and security as Varun was harmless and he was known. He was asked about he marriage, he just nodded. It seemed like it didn't matter to him. He was lost in his own world. Finally my mom and Varun got married. I went off to the hostel to continue my studies.
I would come back for holidays and my mom would be happy to see me. My mom was still gorgeous
In the night I slept in my room, Varun in the study and my mom in her room. I was cordial to Varun as I felt bad for him. he was stuck with us for the rest of his life. I never saw him talk too much to my mom or be with her. He was just 10 years older than me at 29. There was a time when we used to plat together.
Finally I came back home after my graduation. Things were pretty normal. Life was going smooth. I would stay at home till I got the call for my first job.
It was during that time that one day my mom was in a pensive mood. I asked her a couple of times but she just said she had a head ache. I let it be for the time being but after a few days still the same mood. So I sat down with her in her room and told her to tell me everything. First she didn't say anything but after a bit of coaxing she told me. She said Varun suddenly wanted to have a child. He had told her that he didn't have anything in this world. Varun had spent all his life with us and if things would have been normal would have had a wife and kids. It did make sense that he craved for a family.
My mother explained all this and but she was not sure she would be able to get pregnant at that age. I told her she wasn't so old, that wasn't the troubling factor. The thing was she was worried about what I might think and if it would change the way we were. I was a bit shocked to hear all this but when I thought of it the whole night it didn't seem so bad. After all Varun also deserved some kind of a life and we owed it to him.
The next day my mom said she will divorce Varun so that he could start his own life and get married. I knew that wasn't possible due to Varun's condition and so late in life who would want to get married to a person in his state. I told my mom not to worry and that it would be alright with me if Varun stayed with us and stared life. At least he will be of the family.