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Thursday, January 20, 2005

a letter from a mother..hilarious! 

a letter from a mom to her son..enjoy;D

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.
Your 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 by next week we will be able to take our
earlier address plate here, n that our address will
remain 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 3 shirts, pulled the chain and havent
seen them since.

The weather here isn't 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 the grass at the cemetery.

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 haven't
found out whether it is 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 off
bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he
burned for three days.

Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died
trying to fulfill 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 Mom.

P.S : Jagjit, I was going to send you some money
but
by the time I realized, I had already sealed off this
letter.


posted by al^asma at 12:16 am ::

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