"Tortured by doubt and remorse, he sat down in the glow of the charcol Sigin to wait". As he sits, he writes his diary. Write a diary entry in about 150 words outlining your feelings about the days' event. You are postmaster. (The Letter)
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In my long career as a post master , I have never felt as bewildered and miserable as I am feeling today . Pray God , I shall never be the same person again . Something paradoxical that happened today has changed my views about the letters completely . They are not a mere piece of paper delivered by our peons but each of them contains a warm , beating heart . I had been waiting anxiously for news my daughter who lay ill at Lucknow . Today I came to the office at 3 'O clock in the morning and saw an envelope of the colour and handwriting on it that I excepted to recieve . I snatched it eagerly , but the next momen I dropped it as the letter was addressed to coachmen Ali .
At the stroke of five , I heard a soft knock at the door . It was Ali . He was leaning on a stick , bent double with age . Tears were wet on his face . He looked strange and unearthly , with a kind of glow around him . He disappeared before I could give him the letter . Later I was surprised to learn from Lakshmi Das that Ali had died three months ago . I was bewildered , Perplexed . Had I really seen Ali or was it his spirit or had my imagination deceived me ?
I suffered the pangs of anxiety and separation of my daughter yet again as I did not receive any letter from her today . In the evening I , visited Ali's grave and laid the letter on it . For the first time in my life I realized what the anxiety and pain of separation from the child mean to a father . After spending but a single night in suspense and anxiety for the news , I can understand now the plight of old Ali who had to spend the last five years in the same suspense . Oh how long and tiresome must have been Ali's waiting !
Explanation:
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The postmaster was tortured by doubt and remorse. He was currently waiting for a letter from his daughter who was ill and lived far away from him. He was feeling remorseful because he had been unsympathetic and indifferent to a father's anxiety and suffering from the separation that he was currently suffering from. Ali had waited patiently for a letter from his daughter for five long years in spite of his old age, poor health, weather, constant disappointment and hopelessness, and pain of isolation but the postmaster had rudely rejected the old man's efforts and endurance. Now he felt doubtful of his daughter's health and the arrival of her letter because he was haunted by grief and regret.
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