The daily Post Discover Challenge : Memory

The postman dropped some mail in, they are either invitations or the telephone bill or something to with shares. These days, in fact, for quite some time we do not get letters. Yes, for New Year we do get some greeting cards. These are the days of e mail and SMS or the telephone.

When I saw the postman, I went down memory lane to those long ago days when my grandfather used to live with either us, or with my father’s elder brother and family. He used to write letters regularly and we used to reply. He had been a teacher of Mathematics and English. If we made any mistakes in our letters he would very lovingly tell us the correct word or the spelling in his next letter. That has become so much a part of my life that I often check the spelling if I am not very sure. And I just cannot use what is popularly called SMS language. All those short forms and spellings which I think are wrong bring to mind my grandfather’s image. Some time ago I was telling my cousins that SMS English is fascinating, it is a phonetic language, but I just cannot use it. My grandfather used to read to us from our epics and other stories and my love for books was because of his reading aloud to us.  I just cannot imagine life without books. My grandfather passed away on January 30th , 1980. To this day I have some of his letters with me and also a scrap book we made together during the Munich Olympics. I was in school them.Memories are fascinating they take us back to the past in no time and we re-live those days:)

ajja's letters

By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. I used to go to the Home for the Mentally challenged in our campus twice a week. I have been going there since 2011. The members are an important part of my life. Covid-19 has made it difficult for me to go there regularly. Hopefully I will be able to go there again. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.

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  1. I used to love writing and receiving letters. I still have a whole bunch of letters that our son wrote to us when he was on Summer Camp twenty years ago. E-mails get deleted, but letters we keep and treasure. 🙂

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