A Letter…

“LETTERS”… What is the first thing that comes to your mind after hearing this word letter? Well! For me letters were the source of communication in the past, they still are but now technology has taken over everything. This post is not about technology but ‘a letter’ which takes me back in the 80s.

On one fine evening, I was cleaning my Grandfather’s trunk and behind the books I found a letter. My grandfather is no more with me in person but deep down the heart, he is still present. As a child, I was always fascinated with his trunk. A responsible father of three sons, posted in Army Cantonment, Bhatinda, Punjab, he used to come home after months. Rest of my family lives in a small place in Delhi. There were no phones at that time. Letters were the only source of communication back then.

Being a literature grad, he had that magic in his hands which can add an extra edge to anything. He had the most fascinating handwriting. There was a cursive touch in his writing. His knowledge of Urdu adds a soft yet sophisticated touch to his writing and the way he talks. His English and Urdu books are still there in his trunk. I along with my brothers started reading and writing with him.

Grandparents are a blessing. They are the most loving humans. They love you unconditionally without asking anything in return.. 🙂

Dear Grandfather,

“I love you and wherever you are today, I know you are spreading happiness there too.”

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