I had met Mitra in India during World War II. I was a soldier in the U.S. Army, age 20 at the time. I'm a very man now. Mitra and I had met at a USO function. She and I would meet many times to talk about life, the U.S.A., and India. When the war ended I left India and returned home. But we kept in touch. One day I learned that she had died an early age. This made me very sad, but it wasn't the last time I saw Mitra. This story tells about the time I saw her again and what she told me.
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