Grandfather

My classmates say that letters are old school

That there is no use of sending them.

In a world full of social media platforms

Letters seem an ancient mode of communication.

I wish to tell them

That these old school letters they talk about,

That they say are sent by ancient people

Still hold an important place in my heart.

In a world where the number of postmasters is decreasing

And an increasing number of post offices are shutting down,

I still read a letter before I sleep every night,

A letter I hold dear.

A letter that was sent to me seven years ago

By my now deceased maternal grandfather.

It is a letter by my closest friend

It is a letter by my well-wisher.

My grandfather had sent it to me

After I came first in school

In my tenth standard board exams.

That letter is my favorite prize.

It's not just a letter,

It's my heart and soul.

A letter I am bound to keep,

A letter that means the most to me.