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A Mother’s Fight for her Son

Ravi loves writing within the realm of relationships, history, and the bizarre—where boundaries are blurred and possibilities are immense.

I Found Her Finally

I finally tracked her down in a middle-class locality in the western suburbs of Mumbai. Somebody killed her story two years back, and I was determined to know more about this fearless woman who had won an impossible battle against a famous movie star despite the odds.

At one point, she was the darling of all page-3 celebrities in Mumbai, but strangely, nobody seemed to know her whereabouts. The first two celebs I asked downright refused to identify her.

The third one slammed the door in my face, and the fourth sent me on a wild goose chase. Fortunately, his assistant was from my hometown and pliable with alcohol. I finally zeroed in on her apartment in a little-known city corner.

She was young, maybe in her early thirties. She lived with her husband and one child of about five years. Both were studying for their master's in business administration and doing odd jobs to keep the family afloat. They were hesitant to open up with me, but after much cajoling and pleading, she finally revealed her fascinating story.

At one point in time, I had become the darling of the page-3 celebs, the most sought-after surrogate mother of my time," she said, sighing, thinking about her golden days.

She Starts Doing Surrogacy

She started thinking about surrogacy at 22 when they faced a rough financial patch. Surrogacy was quite well paid, and the money from it could help her and her husband to tide through the financial losses they incurred in their start-up business and allow both to pursue further education.

At first, Sanjay, her husband, objected as the emotional toll of carrying another person's child can be devastating. But he finally relented after some convincing.

"My first customer was the wife of Mr. A (she names a famous industrialist). I delivered a healthy boy for them and got handsomely paid in return. Mr. A was an active page-3 celebrity, and before long, my fame as a surrogate mother started spreading far and wide. I delivered several babies in the next few years, and my clientele list became quite enviable." She spoke.

They started doing well. They moved to a better apartment and even bought a high-end car. Sanjay also paid all his debts and became her full-time manager. Things were looking great until Mr. B came into the picture.

Her eyes became moist with tears as the name of Mr. B seemed to bring back many bitter memories. Her husband took over from her and continued her story.

Mr. B (he named a famous movie star) is hardly like what is shown in the movies. He is a selfish, vile asshole with not even a single bone of sympathy. We agreed to the contract because the terms were generous, but that was our biggest mistake," he said, his eyes burning with anger.

Then things became complicated.

Something strange happened to her, which was not considered possible in the scientific community. She became pregnant with her own child while carrying a child for the movie star. The technical term for this very rare medical occurrence is 'superfetation,' which can occur only where there are two uteri or where the estrous cycle continues through pregnancy.

"In short, we were having our child and their child, and everybody thought Mr. B was having twins." He spoke.

It was only later the complexion differences between the children gave things away. A DNA test further proved that Ashok (one of the children) is biologically theirs.

Then All Hell Broke Loose

We did the research and found out that a similar case had happened in the US also, and according to experts, it is a rare situation that can happen in surrogacy. But our movie star was not happy. Legally as per the surrogacy contract we signed, the baby was his, and there was nothing we could do against his immense clout and power. We had almost resigned to our fate," he said.

But Mr. B could never digest that one of the babies was not his, and this fact began to prey on his egoistic mind. He stifled the news by using his media contacts and sent some goons to their house to "warn" them. The media reported only one child for Mr. B, and there was no mention of Ashok anywhere. It was almost like he did not exist anymore.

Then the unthinkable happened. Mr. B put Ashok up for adoption. This was the last straw for a mother’s patience. Her motherhood would not be trampled any more under the heavy cannons of power and money. She decided on legal recourse to fight for their only child, and winning him back at whatever personal cost became her sole purpose in life.

It Was an Unequal Battle

The legal route drained them entirely, with all their savings going kaput. The battle dragged on for six months. There was intense media attention. Nasty trolls were defaming them online, and there were also physical attacks on the couple. But they persisted, and finally, an uneasy out-of-court settlement was reached. They got their child back, with Mr. B relinquishing all his rights to the child.

However,It was a pyrrhic victory.Mr. B ensured that she never flourished in her business again. All the page-3 celebs closed the door on her permanently, and she soon acquired the status of someone "not to be associated with" in any way whatsoever.

Purpose Is Such a Powerful Weapon

I left the couple feeling a mix of pride and sadness; pride for their stupendous action of winning their right and sadness for losing everything in the bargain.

Life had gone downhill for them.They have moved to a much smaller house.They are struggling to make ends meet. They have lost all the limelight; worse still, they have become like pariah dogs whom nobody would touch, even with a stick. But they still weaved dreams for the future and their prized child.

"My MBA is finishing next year, and she would also finish around that time. We will be getting better jobs and will surely be able to ensure a better future for our son. It is time to move on.” Sanjay said.

Somebody rightly said that purpose is such a powerful weapon that it can move mountains and help us achieve the impossible. Even though the result might be hazy as of now, just envisioning the purpose makes us feel better and motivated to come out of the dumps, come what may.

As Fyodor Dostoyevsky has rightly said.

“The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.”

© 2022 Ravi Rajan