Nowadays we hardly see a postman.
Nobody writes letters anymore.
I miss those days, when I used to wait for letters from friends and cousins. The postman used to visit between 2.30 and 3 pm every day. No postboxes those days, he used to ring our bell and push the letters through a slit made in the front door. The sound of letters falling on the floor had me running towards the front door. More often than not, the letters where official, boring, but sometimes I used to hit jackpot!
These days, postman come only around Diwali ( That’s the biggest festival in India ) They come asking for “post” ( meaning Baksheesh) …And we give them that , for ( not) delivering letters , that our loved ones ( don’t) write !