Monday, February 8, 2010
Who doesn’t like to read a beautifully handwritten letter? It seems to leave a lasting impression on you. Though I’ve written only very few letters, and have received even less by post, I love the rustle of paper, the smell of glue and the time and thought that go behind each message. As years go by the beauty and value of these letters only add up.
Even the birthday and Christmas cards that are sent through the post leave a lasting memory of our loved ones in our minds. I’ve a collection of such cards and sometimes when I go through them the nostalgia that they create is beyond words.
In my childhood, I remember the 1.00 p.m. ringing of the bicycle bell that announced the arrival of the postman. It was my late grandfather who used to wait eagerly for his arrival. A philatelist, my grandfather received stamps regularly from many parts of the world. There were days when he used to get a bundle of mails. He would then open them carefully with his penknife.
A perfectionist, my grandfather took utmost care even while he opened the envelopes. He would read the mails and then he would carefully fold and file them. As far as I can remember, this was his daily routine, just before his afternoon nap.
He used to write letters too. I still remember the astonishment I felt at the time and care he took to write them. He always made it a point to give a prompt reply, in his beautiful handwriting, to the letters he received.
But today, due to the increasing use of computers, we rely on the machine to send our messages. Of course, it’s more practical and less time consuming. But at the same time, I feel such messages lack something of value, a personal touch. Now even I cannot think of a life without computers and e-mails. But don’t you think maybe a couple of letters every year from your loved ones can make a big difference, can bring a huge smile on your face?
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