One Picture And One Story Week #73// (The Silent Letterbox).

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The Silent Letterbox.

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A red letterbox stands in a corner in a quiet street of Narayanganj. Many people came to drop letters inside it once. It has been dusted and its color faded. It is no longer adorned with letters, some people look at it with curiosity but no one puts letters in it anymore. The letterbox is lonely today, time has changed. Still, it retains a story. A story of waiting from inside.

This story is from 1995. At that time, Sumi was a little girl. As a sailor her father spent years at sea. She rarely saw him, she loved him so much. Sumi still felt sad because her father was not home and her mother tried to comfort her.

One day her mother said, "If you want to talk to your father, then write a letter. You will feel better after writing." Starting from that day, Sumi began writing letters. She wrote all she wanted to tell her father in her handwriting. She wrote in one letter: "Baba, when will you return home? I miss you so much. I don’t want a gift. I only want you to come back."

After school, each afternoon she wrote a letter and dropped it in the red letterbox. She thought that the letterbox would send the letters to her dad. Days passed. Then months. Then years, had passed by and she never received any response. Neighbors said "Sailors don’t have proper addresses. Perhaps your letters have never managed to find your father." She never stopped writing, though Sumi cried.

Then one day came sad news, her father’s ship had sunk. They believed he was gone forever. But Sumi did not believe it. She was certain that her father would return. She said, "Baba has read all my letters. It will take time until he returns."

For many years, Sumi kept believing and were writing letters. She married, worked, grew up, but did not stop writing. The only way she could remain linked with her father and her childhood was letterbox.

It was many years later her little daughter asked, "Mom, did you write letters to Grandpa?" "Yes, I wrote many letters," said Sumi and smiled. Her daughter appeared surprised and said, 'Did he ever answer?' Silently for a moment she said, softly, "He never answered, but I know he read all my letters."

Sumi has stopped writing letters now. Occasionally, her daughter also leaves letters in the same red letterbox. She thinks her grandfather is still watching them from somewhere. That red letterbox’s still standing in the same place and its holding the story of endless waiting.