You hav got mail. And its nly spam!

When I was in Delhi, I used to write letters frequently to one of my brothers in Chennai. I have saved up all the letters which I got, right from when I was in class 6th to 10th !! We used to write regularly to each other, discussing all sorts of nonsense! My mom used to joke that I used to write ramayana and he used to write mahabharat. All our letters used to be so long! But ever since I came to Chennai, no one writes letter to me :( I still tell my brother that I miss receiving letters. And he jokes that I can still write him letters but should not expect any replies in return. After coming here, the only letter I got was from my close friend, who is still in touch with me. That letter was 9 pages long!!!! Ya, I did get one more letter from another of my close friend. But her hand writing would be just like a doctors handwriting. In fact, sometimes she wont be able to recognise her own writing.

Her writing would be somewhat near to the below one. Or wait.. I think even worse..

Ok fine whatever! The point is I still have not read the letter since I don't have that much talent to understand it. But I miss her. She is an absolute gem!!

The tradition of taking up a white sheet (it could be even coloured!! not a big deal), a pen and pondering over what all to write and penning it down has gone!!!

Nowadays no one has any time to even e-mail!! Though everyone have an e-mail to their name. Everytime I open my mail box, I am greeted by junk mails, idiotic forwards and spam mails! My another friend in Delhi has one good reason for not writing a letter! She states that there is not even a single postbox near her locality and she has to pester her dad or brother to post it, who eventually forget about the letter once they put in the pocket. Once I got her diwali wishes at the time of Christmas!! So you can imagine the scene. Eventually I never believed her excuse untill I got that particular letter. So nowadays I save her the trouble of writing and posting the letters by simply making one STD call. Our generation finds it amusing that once upon a time, there used to be pigeon mails. But at this rate, our next generation will find handwritten letters and post boxes as amusing !!!