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Shakuntala Sinha It’s a pretty old story. I was living with my widowed mother in a small house. I never saw my father’s face except the one in the album. Although my mother never accepted that she was a widow. Whenever I wanted to know about my dad my mom said “ Your Dad was in the army. He was sent to war but he never returned nor the army could trace him. I was told that your dad was MIA, missing in action. “ Anyway we learnt to live without dad. Mother used to get wages regularly due to