Dear son, Vahe Guru.
I'm writing this letter slowly, because i know u can't read fast.
We don't live where we did when u left home. Ur dad read in the paper that most accidents happen 20 miles fr ur home, so we moved. I won't be able to send u the address as the last Singh who stayed here took the numbers with them for their next house, so that they wouldn't have to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure it works too well, I put in 3 shirts, pulled the chain n haven't seen them since. The weather here isn't too bad. It rain only twice last week. The first it rain for 3 days n second time rain for 4 days.
The coat u wanted me to send u, ur aunt said it would be a little too heavy to send u in the mail with all the buttons. so we cut them off n put them in the pocket.
We got another bill fr the funeral home. It said that if we don't make the last payment on Grandma's funeral, she will come up again.
Ur father has a new job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting grass at the cemetry.
Ur sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether it's a girl or a boy, so i don't know whether u r an aunt or uncle.
Ur uncle, Jatinder fell in a whisky vat. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off n drowned. We cremated him n he burned for 3 days. Three of ur frens went off the bridge in a pick-up truck. One was driving, the other 2 were in the back. The driver got out, he rolled down the window n swam to safety. The other drowned because they couldn't get the tail gate down.
There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love Mom
P.s: I was going to send u some money but the envelope was already sealed.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
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