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How would it be?

Have you ever felt happy while receiving the online shopped product from the courier service?
      I feel the happiness whenever I open the courier. Even though the product is ordered by me I feel the excitement while opening the package. Do you feel the same?

Have you ever wrote the greetings in the package for yourself? I did it πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

Without dragging this post let me come to the point.

How would it be if we communicate through letters in this mobile world?


Letters would be awesome to read when they grow older. I felt this when I saw my mom recollecting her old memories with her friends through letters. These letters may not meant a lot when they were communicating but now they mean a lot. Just try this once with your long distance friend and experience the feel of sending and receiving the letters.

  I too don't post letters because of the laziness to go to the post office and write them with my terrible handwriting, hey just imagine to whom do we take more efforts to spend time? Its the people we want in our life like our school friends, one or two in the college life and some rare people. So we can easily know that if a person posts you a letter then it means that you mean lot to them (not sure😝 but this is my perspective). I don't know whether am typing with a decent grammar. So adjust it 😝😝 (Favorite emoji). 

What am trying to say is that if your are a person like me who loves to collect happy, old memories then put some small efforts to the person who mean a lot to you, because these letters hold the handwriting, date and the beautiful smell of the paper even after so many years.

TRY TO POST LETTERS FOR YOUR FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY RATHER THAN UPLOADING BIRTHDAY WISHES AT 12 AM.

This might surprise them a lot more than 12 AM wishes.


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