24-10-2025, 07:46 PM
Ravi took another deep breath, his chest tightening. He had to say it, there was no going back now. “There was an accident. On Sunday Night. They were on the road returning from a movie, and a truck hit them. It was… it was bad, Amit. They didn’t survive. It was a hit and run.”
The words fell into the room like a stone dropped into still water. The silence stretched out between them, thick and heavy, as Amit and Priya processed what he had said. Ravi’s mind seemed to freeze, the weight of what had happened to his friends sinking deeper with every second.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. Amit blinked, trying to digest the shock, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. “What? How, how could this have happened?” His voice was low, almost distant.
Ravi simply shook his head. He wished there were a way to make it less painful, to say something that would soften the blow, but there was nothing. The words had to be enough, even if they felt incomplete.
“I don’t know, Amit. I was at the renovation site when that happened. I only came to know yesterday morning. I went to their house to see why they weren’t answering my phone calls. When I went there, I found out this.
They were... gone by the time they arrived. Ambulance came, brought their bodies, but their relatives moved them to their native. The funeral and rituals will be performed there…” Ravi’s voice trailed off, the pain too much to articulate.
Amit let out a long, heavy breath, looking at Priya with confusion and disbelief. Priya, who had remained quiet, finally spoke, her voice small. “This doesn’t make sense. Just a couple of weeks ago, they were here, laughing… I saw Sirisha here talking and laughing in this room, and now…” Her voice faltered, unable to continue.
Ravi could feel the sorrow in her words, the shock settling over her like a fragile veil. Priya’s eyes, usually so full of life, were now darkened with a quiet storm. She turned her head slowly, looking away from him as if the reality of the loss was too much to face.
He didn’t have any answers, only the aching reality that things could change in the blink of an eye.
“I’m sorry. I wish there was something more I could say. They invited me to attend the movie along with them. But that evening I was busy at the renovation after talking to you… and now, they’re gone.” Ravi’s voice trembled slightly, despite himself.
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