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 !
