I would say Letter Writing is the art which is extinct or no
more used. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone? Was it
yesterday? Was it last year? Or was it last decade?
Most of us will reply as a “NO” to the above questions.
I definitely accept the our lives are running with the
technologies and advancements side by side , but in the course of time we left
behind many other beautiful things.
If we ask a person why have you stopped writing letters? The
simply answer is why should wait for days to send/receive a message through
letters where u can it do it in a single click (Email).
How many of us know what we have lost from this?
I still remember the happiness of my mom when I tried to
write a simple letter for her in my native language… And I also remember that
my letter was filled with spelling mistakes and my weird hand writing… then
what made my mom happy? The effort I made to write a letter or express myself
to her.
Now- a –days everybody are staying far away from our parents…
Once in a while we hear our parents saying.” We want to see you”. And the reply
we give is “Mom I sent my picture to your email... Just have a look at it”. Is
that what mom meant? Or is it what we think?
When we can’t share our happiness with our loved ones , then
we have to ask one question.
What are we running for,
where are we running to?
One little example on how children are feeling lonely when
we are running to make their lives better:
Greatly surprised, but giving his
boy a glaring look, the father said: "Look, sonny, not even your mother
knows that. Don't bother me now, I'm tired."
"But Daddy, just tell me
please! How much you make an hour, “the boy insisted. The father, finally giving
up, replied: "Twenty dollars per hour."
"Okay, Daddy. Could you loan
me ten dollars?" the boy asked.
Showing his restlessness and
positively disturbed, the father yelled: "So that was the reason you asked
how much I earn, right? Go to sleep and don't bother me anymore!"
It was already dark and the
father was meditating on what he said and was feeling guilty. Maybe he thought,
his son wanted to buy something. Finally, trying to ease his mind, the father
went to his son's room.
"Are you asleep, son?"
asked the father.
"No, Daddy. Why?"
replied the boy, partially asleep.
"Here's the money asked for
earlier, " the father said.
"Thanks, Daddy!"
rejoiced the son, while putting his hand under his pillow and removing some
money.
"Now I have enough! Now I
have twenty dollars!" the boy said to his father, who was gazing at his
son, confused at what his son had just said. "Daddy, could I buy you for
an hour?"
Is this the life about… don’t we have time for the people
who we love. I really do understand that in this busy and competitive world we
have to run for lives . But remember one thing however busy you are, give time
to your loved ones. It doesn't matter whether you give them 5 – 10 mins in your
day, but I can promise you that, those 10 mins will surely bring change in you
and your loved ones life…
"Stop running and look at your loved ones, they need you"