ViJiT
Vijith Pujari
My Dear Jagit,
I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well
there I am writing this letter slowly because I know
you cannot read fast.
We don't live where we did when you left home. The
reason is your dad read in newspaper that most
accidents happen 20 miles from home..... so we moved
20 miles.I won't be able to send the address as the
last sardar who stayed here took the house numbers
with them for the new house so they would not have to
change their address.
Hopefully by the next week we will be able to take our
earlier address plate here. so that our address will
remain same too.
This place is really nice. It even has washing
machine, situated right above the toiled I' m not sure
it works too well. Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled
the chain and haven't seen them since.
The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice
last week. The first time it rained for 3 days and
second time for 4 days.
The coat you wanted to send you, your Aunt said it
would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with
all metal buttons, so we cut them off and put them in
the pocket. your father has another job. He has 500
men under him. He is cutting the grass at the
cemetery.
By the way i took your wife to our club's poolside.
The manager is a rascal. He told her that two piece
swimming suit is not allowed in his club. we were
confused as to which piece should we remove?
Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found
out whether it is a girl or a boy, so I don't know
whether you are an Aunt or Uncle. Your uncle, Jetinder
fell in the nearby well. Some men tried to get him out
of the well, but he fought them off bravely and
drowned. We cremated him and he burned for three days.
Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died
trying to fulfill his fahter's last wishes. His father
had wished to be buried in the sea after he died. And
your friend died while in the process of digging a
grave for his father.
There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has
happened.
Love,
MOM
P.S: Jagit, I was going to send you some money but by
the time I realized, I had already sealed off this
letter.
I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well
there I am writing this letter slowly because I know
you cannot read fast.
We don't live where we did when you left home. The
reason is your dad read in newspaper that most
accidents happen 20 miles from home..... so we moved
20 miles.I won't be able to send the address as the
last sardar who stayed here took the house numbers
with them for the new house so they would not have to
change their address.
Hopefully by the next week we will be able to take our
earlier address plate here. so that our address will
remain same too.
This place is really nice. It even has washing
machine, situated right above the toiled I' m not sure
it works too well. Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled
the chain and haven't seen them since.
The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice
last week. The first time it rained for 3 days and
second time for 4 days.
The coat you wanted to send you, your Aunt said it
would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with
all metal buttons, so we cut them off and put them in
the pocket. your father has another job. He has 500
men under him. He is cutting the grass at the
cemetery.
By the way i took your wife to our club's poolside.
The manager is a rascal. He told her that two piece
swimming suit is not allowed in his club. we were
confused as to which piece should we remove?
Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found
out whether it is a girl or a boy, so I don't know
whether you are an Aunt or Uncle. Your uncle, Jetinder
fell in the nearby well. Some men tried to get him out
of the well, but he fought them off bravely and
drowned. We cremated him and he burned for three days.
Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died
trying to fulfill his fahter's last wishes. His father
had wished to be buried in the sea after he died. And
your friend died while in the process of digging a
grave for his father.
There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has
happened.
Love,
MOM
P.S: Jagit, I was going to send you some money but by
the time I realized, I had already sealed off this
letter.