Sir post…!

Dear Chitra Mami,

Enjoyed every bit of your blog. I remember the days when my grandpa used to wait for letters from my uncles in Bombay and we from friends, cousins. The timing of the postman and the kuchi icewala used to be the same.. and during vacation we used to pester thatha to buy us a paal icecream.. if we receive a letter that day.

My mom is one such person who still loves to write letters.

When i got married, though both of us stayed in Chennai.. just a few miles apart, she would drop a letter as a surprise. I still treasure some of the letters she sent me.

She was with me for a couple of months and returned to India last month.. and now my kids already have a letter from their Paati. My daughter.. just adores the way she writes and she has started collecting these letters. But she has stopped writing letters to everybody else.. but her grandkids.

Hopefully with people like her around...the postman will not be extinct soon.

Anu

 

Dear Chithraji,

Hope you are fine. Your blog on the postman made me nostalgic.

We eagerly awaited the post man for our report cards in the months of May. Ma waited & waits for the parcel she gets from her Brothers.

I ado agree, the post man is a fast vanishing species. The post people of today are more like robots. Miss the Post uncle who insisted I open the report card in front of him. "Pass?" he would ask & to my yes, the response would be , "mithai khilao."

Small pleasures of life that we now miss. The post man was eagerly awaited by my neighbours. He got the $$$ from overseas settled kids.

Your post is timely Chithraji. In the month of Sravan, women eagerly await gifts of cash & kind from their maternal homes.

"What has your granny sent you?" has been replaced by a cold courier card.

Regards,

Corallux

 

Dear Chithra Ma'am,

I am below 30, but I enjoyed your post!

Even though I have not used the system much, I still hold on to the letters passed on during school times and even the cards. Those are among my treasures!

I had a big break until I came here to the US, where receiving post is still part of daily life, except that I don't enjoy it. RantIts mostly junk that comes. Except my magazines, I am hardly looking fwd to the postal van coming into our community.

Glad you brought up this topic, I was able to review thoughts.

Ranganayaki

 

Chitvis madam,

 

Dear mami,

I wrote a nice fb but it got lost .

I will write again what all I remember, Okva.

I thought I will be missing your post .........but innikku koncham time kedaichudhu odi vanthein. Abba enna blog super !

Both yours and Oviya's songs are very apt. I was a letter writing freak and used to write all my cousins and friends but was not lucky to get one from my dh like you. As I was married in Blr itself no letters from parents but when we were posted in a rural area i used to eagerly wait for these letters. As I had the habit of sending cards, I used to send to all for their birthdays and used to eagerly wait during mine.

I really miss those letters and the postman.