The narrator reflects on past mornings filled with hope and inspiration, contrasting them with their current feelings of despair while walking to the post office. Upon entering the post office, they begin sorting letters as the room fills with people. A significant moment occurs when a woman in a black burkha approaches the narrator, seeking help to write a letter. The narrator senses she is a refugee, likely from Khulna, as many refugees wrote letters during the partition of Bengal to connect with loved ones left behind in India. The narrator assists her in writing a letter to someone named Rajeshwar, while reassuring her of their shared background and confidentiality.

by Soumyaa Verma in English Short Stories

Writen by Soumyaa Verma

Category Short Stories