Dear Banta
I am in a well here and hoping you are in the same well there. I'm writing
this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read
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
I wont be able to send the address as the last Sardar 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 commode. I'm not sure it works. 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 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 Bahu to our club's poolside. The manager is really
badmash. He told her that two-piece swimming suit is not allowed in this
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 a nearby well. Some men tried to pull him
out, 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
father's last wishes. His father had wished to be buried at 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.
P.S: Beta, I was going to send you some money but by the time I realized,
I had already sealed off this
I am in a well here and hoping you are in the same well there. I'm writing
this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read
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
I wont be able to send the address as the last Sardar 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 commode. I'm not sure it works. 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 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 Bahu to our club's poolside. The manager is really
badmash. He told her that two-piece swimming suit is not allowed in this
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 a nearby well. Some men tried to pull him
out, 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
father's last wishes. His father had wished to be buried at 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.
P.S: Beta, I was going to send you some money but by the time I realized,
I had already sealed off this
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