Pyaarey Puttar,
Vahe Guru. I am writing this letter slowly because
I know you can’t 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 your home, so we moved! I won’t be able to
give you the address as the last sardar who stayed
in this house took the numbers with them for their
next house, so they wouldnt have to change their
address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing
machine. I’m not sure it works too well, last week
I put in three shirts and pulled the chain and I
HAVE NOT SEEN THEM SINCE.
THE weather here isn’t too bad. It rained only twice
last week. The first time it rained for three days and the
second time for four 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 buttons, so we cut them off and put them in
the pocket.
We got another bill from the funeral home. It said
that if we don’t make the last payment on
GRANDMA’S FUNERAL, she will come up again.
Your father has another job. He has 500 men under
him. He is cutting the grass in the cemetery.
Your sister had a baby this morning, I havent found out
whether it is a boy or girl, so I don’t know whether
you are an aunt or uncle!
there isn’t much more news at this time. nothing
much has happened.
love, mom
p.s. i was going to send you some money, but the
envelope was already sealed.