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Saturday, March 19, 2005

An Indian Letter

It is a letter an Indian mother wrote to her son who was away from home.

My dear Jagjit,
I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there. I'm
writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast.
We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the
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 tenant who stayed
here took the house numbers with them for their new house so they
would not have to change their address.
Hopefully by next week we will be able to bring our earlier address
plate here, so that our address will remain same too.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated
right above the toilet. 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 me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a
little too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so
we cut them off and put them in its 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 sister Bahu to our club's poolside. The
manager is crazy. 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
pull him out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned. We
cremated him and he took three days to burn.
Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died trying to fulfill
his father'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 : Jagjit, I was going to send you some money but by the time I
realized, I had already sealed off this letter.

Hehehehehhee.... ;p

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