A letter from an Indian mother to her son!.....
A letter from an Indian mother to her son!..
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. You 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 Sardar who stayed here took the house numbers with them for their new house so they would not have to change their address.
Hopefully next week we will be able to take our earlier address plate here, and that our address will remain the 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 three 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, the second it rained 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 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 Badmash(naughty). He told her that two piece-swimming suit is not allowed in his club. We were confused as to what piece should be remove?
Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether is it 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 bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he burned for 3 days.
Your best friend, Balwinder is no more. He died trying to fulfill his father's last wishes. His father wished to be buried in the sea after he died. And you 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, Mum
P.S. Jagjit, I was going to send you some money but by the time I realised, I had already sealed off this letter.
Take Care & Bye
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