Mere Put’r Harshwinder,
I’m writing this letter slow, because I know you cannot read fast.
We don’t live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the paper
that most accidents happen 20 miles from your home, so we moved.
I won’t be able to send you the address as the last Sardar who stayed here
took the house numbers with them for their next house, so they wouldn’t
have
to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated right
above the commode. 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
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.
Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven’t found out whether it’s a
girl
or a boy, so I don’t know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle.
Your uncle, Jatinder fell in a the 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 fullfil 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
Your Matta (Mother)
SO FOR ALL OF US THAT ARE AWAY FROM OUR PARENTS (THAT INCLUDES US GIRLS) KEEP IN TOUCH WITH YOUR PARENTS AS YOU DONT WANNA LOSE OUT ALL THE GOSSIP!!!