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Half widow

As they together stepped out of the office , someone pointed “Hey , Our HR manager makes a sweet couple ”

” O ..No…No they are not couple , , Roma Mam is a widow, rather Half Widow ”

“Half Widow ???? What does it mean ?? Who is that man ??Whose hand is she holding ????”

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Ten years ago

Roma’s husband Rajiv was continually facing failures at work . That day when his bad luck hit him once again in the job interview , it might had become unbearable for him. In the evening , Rajiv went for routine walk but just didn’t come back. Lots of search in different cities & on social media , police complaints , but no clue at all . Rajiv just disappeared from Roma’s life . Is he even alive ? Nobody knows.

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So many years have passed . People started calling Roma as Half Widow.

Roma had to struggle but she strengthened herself too and reached the position of the HR manager of the company.

Today , Even when she has to say NO to any job interviewee, she makes it a point to bid him bye smilingly and hold his hand convincingly , hoping that no other soul diappears so strangely from anybody’s life .

Linking it with Tina for #fridayfotofiction

Note : I came to know of an upcoming movie to be released in March 2018. The movie is named ‘Half Widow ‘ and it’s about women empowerment. I enjoyed writing for #fridayfotofiction after a long gap , with my mind taking ‘Half widow’ as a prompt.

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