Snail mail

I love the internet and its convenience — checking maps, FaceTime, instant messaging to name a few. But I know children still get a kick out of receiving snail mail.

I headed to Puducherry’s post office to mail postcards to my grandchildren. Others dipped their fingers in the sticky glue to paste on stamps. I wiped my stamps across the glue and found the ancient post box that looked like it could easily be ripped off the fence and broken into.

This was another old mailing box I discovered up the other end of town with a lock that doesn’t look too strong.

I hoped my post cards would arrive because I didn’t think the way the mail box was fastened to the rail offered much security.

(And they did arrive).

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