Those words slice through the woman’s heart like a knife slices through butter.
In the door of the coach stands Menaka, Ashok’s wife.
But the woman does not return the smile.
Then both of them – Menaka and the young army officer – start walking together towards the end of the train.
“Refrigerated van?” the woman asks.
“The refrigerated van was carrying the body of an army officer who died in action and sacrificed his life for the nation. The dead army officer’s widowed wife was sitting right here on Seat No. 30 – the same seat where you are now sitting,” the TTE says.
“Army Officer? Dead?” the woman asks.
“Ashok? Colonel Ashok?” the woman asks with disbelief.
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