Theirs was a match made in heaven. The perfect couple! It was taken for granted that they would marry right after college, the moment they got their jobs. They had been together from almost the first day of college.
And then he went back home for his second year term break. And he met her. A childhood friend he had not seen in many years. Unwantingly he was drawn to her and he fell irreversibly and irrevocably in love. Not knowing what to tell his girl-friend, he ran away with her to a nearby town and married her in a small village temple. The love-struck couple, joy in their hearts, came back to their home town to inform their family about their marriage. He still didn’t know what he would tell his girl-friend. He dropped her on the highway and gazed at her as she crossed the road, exchanging meaningful glances when she turned back to look at him.
He never saw the truck approaching. She tried to warn him but he couldn’t understand. As she ran towards him screaming he turned around to see the truck. It all happened in a split-second, but the moment seemed to have got stuck. He saw her being hit by the truck and he watched helplessly, for he had been moving away from it and could not have turned back to help her, his momentum carrying him away. It was yet another hit and run accident. He ran towards her. She lay on the road in a pool of blood. He held her hand, sobbing uncontrollably, as she died. A huge crowd had gathered by then. He got up then, the crowd pushing him aside, and walked away. He never looked back. He went back to college and continued his life as before.
He has been married to his girl-friend for 2 years now and has still not told her.