The stamps and those red boxes
When cleaning my room I came across this big white plastic bag. It contained blue inland letters , cards, parcel wrapping and letters. All were for me. I read it once more and then burned it. People once wrote letters and then internet came in. E-mail made letters seem like snail mail. Hence the letter's journey to oblivion started. It didn't take much time to fall in love with letters. We are blessed in a way to belong to a generation where we once sent answers by competition post card. Though, there was not much letter writing involved but process of going to the post office and buying competition post card attracted me as a child. Though it was my father who bought things from the post office , I loved imagining the scene. After matriculation exam, I started going to the post office by myself. After a trip to the post office near my home, post offices everywhere looked, smelled and felt identical. My attachment towards letters and post offices continue to grow. Ha