This fictitious story originates from my own experience when I met a young lady at an airport who appears to be exactly same with one of my beautiful lady classmates of Delhi University. Shamelessly I asked the young lady if she is a relative of my classmate. She said a 'no', but she talked me for few minutes, may be, because of my old age she did not think otherwise. But that struck me the idea that two similar faces may come from common origin of genes without any socially approved relation.
The story is a fictitious short story involving a young lady who did not leave her husband even after knowing on the very first day after their marriage that he is an almost impotent person. Then what happens? It is a different kind of story on true love between husband and wife.