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Couple clammer

A handsome knight in a shining armour, racing a magnificent beast, falls for a light eyed beauty, and they get married, only to be known as the cutest couple you have seen. Many days I have been jealous of the couple, a picture perfect one at that. Its been an year, and she now bears his baby. A wonderful fairy tale, that the friends and family celebrates.

The Handsome guy's face I see in a profile, and I decide that its a fake one. Anyway out of curiosity I end up texting. The plan was to ask him to remove the pics of him, after making him confess on his theft of identity. but what happened was a different confession. When I had told him that the pictures belonged to my friend, and asked him to remove, he panicked asking for my identity.

Then he came out to me, and asked for a promise to keep it a secret. I obliged. He decided to leave the land of romeo forever, and I had no say on it. I promised him that I would in no way cross paths, and he said he felt guilty. He apparently had not done anything, and I believed him. It didn't seem right to bring about a clammer between the cute couple.

It was funny how I run into such things, but this time, I really felt bad for him. He had to hide his identity and live a double life, while the whole world would see him as a lucky guy in all aspects. A guy I had known from college, who had been known for his temper and attitude, almost begged me not to reveal, while I had to calm him down. To the world, he was perfect, and he had everything! A beautiful wife, his passion as his career, and a supportive family.

I wonder how many such stories run around in the society, One day, will I end up being like them? Will I ever fall in love with a girl, marry her, show a beautiful family life on the outside and live a double life satisfying myself? or would I repress my urges and live faithful? would I end up not marrying ? or would I end up with a guy? Would I be satisfied with a guy? The questions kept running inside me. As I bid him adieu for now. 

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