Question

write a letter addressing your grandmother and express to your nostalgic feeling while reading the lesson "the portrait of the lady "by khushwant singh​

Answer 1

15-A

Green Boulevard

Mysore

January 21, 2021

Dear Grandmother:

I hope this letter finds you in vibrant health and great spirits. You know, I want to share with you something wonderful. Last night I was reading my English chapter The Portrait of a Lady by Khushwant Singh. The chapter reminded me of you. You know, everyone at home misses you! However, I miss you the most. Dear Grandmother, no one wakes me up early to study! Mother did your job for a few days, and then she forgot as she likes getting late. So, I have been missing my morning studies! I don’t like the breakfast cooked by anyone except you. They fail to put that taste and love in the paranthas that you cook so delicious. I also don’t like the flavor of tea either. No one knows the ingredients that you put in the tea to make it so tasty.  

Besides, there is no one to teach the morality, wisdom, and general knowledge without you! The wonderful tales that you tell almost concerning everything, no one can tell those tales besides you! Kindly cut short your trip to the South and come back as fast as you can! Everyone sends their love! All are fine!

Yours affectionately,

Dev Kumar

Answer 2

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15-A

Green Boulevard

Mysore

January 21, 2021

Dear Grandmother:

I hope this letter finds you in vibrant health and great spirits. You know, I want to share with you something wonderful. Last night I was reading my English chapter The Portrait of a Lady by Khushwant Singh. The chapter reminded me of you. You know, everyone at home misses you! However, I miss you the most. Dear Grandmother, no one wakes me up early to study! Mother did your job for a few days, and then she forgot as she likes getting late. So, I have been missing my morning studies! I don’t like the breakfast cooked by anyone except you. They fail to put that taste and love in the paranthas that you cook so delicious. I also don’t like the flavor of tea either. No one knows the ingredients that you put in the tea to make it so tasty.  

Besides, there is no one to teach the morality, wisdom, and general knowledge without you! The wonderful tales that you tell almost concerning everything, no one can tell those tales besides you! Kindly cut short your trip to the South and come back as fast as you can! Everyone sends their love! All are fine!

Yours affectionately,

Dev Kumar