The black coloured SUV screeched to a halt but it was too late, Kunal could see a torso tossed up which came crashing down on the concrete pavement with a loud thump.He froze for a moment but was brought back to reality by his friends who forced him to flee the situation before the bystanders could get him,but somewhere deep in his heart he felt something was not right.
The news had already reached home and on his arrival everybody were relived to see him,his father assured that nothing would happen to him and everything was under control.He could shake off the shock and move on(That's normal being a kid of a rich man),Kunal just heard and saw his family's joyous expressions but deep within he was fighting a unknown force.Days passed and he went into a state of sombreness which was pretty well marked by his mother,she did everything to cheer him up but to no avail.One day while passing by his dad's room he overheard a conversation between his father and the cops ,they were talking about the family which had been affected,he came to know that the family was very poor and the dead fellow had only his mother left.He even heard of the case being reversed just to protect him. Kunal saw his father smirking as if he had won a battle.
Back in his room he could visualize the poor family and put his mother in that condition and a glimpse of the thought horrified him,he was fighting his conscience and day by day the thoughts controlled him,he tried dope, drinks and went on a self destruction path just to ward off the thoughts but his moral sense was killing him.He no longer could take the burden of his dastardly act and surrendered to the cops knowing that this would ruin him,but it was his way of achieving salvation and he felt quite good about it even though his father had given all his efforts to save him.
