Letter

My dear son,

I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there. I'm writing this letter slowly, because i knw you cannot read fast.


We dont 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 want to be able to send the address as the last Sardar who 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 take our earlier address plate here and our address will remain the same too.


This place is really nice. it even has a washing machine situated right above the toilet im not sure it works too well.

Last week i put in 3 shirts, pulled the drain and havent seen them since.


The weather here isnt 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 grass at the cemetry.


By the way i took bahu to our club's poolside.The manager is Badmash.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 havent found out weather it is a girl or a boy,so i dont 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 burned for three days.


There isnt much more news this time.Nothing much has happened.

-love Amma.



p:s- ..........Singh, I was going to send you some money but by the time i realized, i had already sealed off this letter.