It was like meeting a long-lost childhood friend.
Each time it happens, it feels like a first time.
This time, I sat down to write a paper-and-ink letter. Put it in a red letterbox in front of a post office.
I know it's going to take many days to reach my friend. But I find it worth.
I can feel the high I am on. I can also remember the times when I have felt such highs before. I remember my friends with gratitude. They make this life worth living.
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A beautiful little post about friendship...just like you, I prefer to write letters to my friends working or staying abroad than using other alternatives.When they write back, it is a thrill to read those letters. Friends surely make our lives worth living.
oh my dear.
so so happy.
for you and for me
and all of us...
Wah !
I forgot when the last time i posted a letter in that red metallic box.
good yaar , lekin tum muze to letter nahi bhejate ho... hmmm i m angry.
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