(SardarJi) Vahe Guru. I am in a well here and hoping
you in the same 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 wont be able to send the
address as the last Sardar who stayed here took the
Address Plate 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, so that our address will remain same too.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing
machine, situated right above the commode. I am not
sure it works. Last week I put in 3 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 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. 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 a 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 fulfil his father's last wishes. His father
had wished to be buried at 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. P.S : Beta, I was going to
send you some money but by the time I realized, I had
already sealed off this letter.
Faqat, Teri Maan.