Letter from Punjab!!

This is a letter written by a Sardarjee mother to her son..Courtesy:some unknown Genius[but awesome]..hats of to u sir..!![:)]

On public Demand:
Pyaarey puttar,
Vahe Guru.
I'm writing this letter slow, because I know you cannot read fast.
We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the
paper that most accidents happen 20 miles from your home, so we moved.
I won't be able to send you the address as the last Sardar who stayed
here took the house numbers with them for their next house, so they
wouldn't have to change their address. This place is really nice. It even has
a washing machine, situated right above the commode. I'm not sure it works too well.

Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled the chain and haven't seen them since. The weather
here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week.

The first it rained for 3 days and second time for 4 days.
The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a little
too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so we cut them
off and put them in the pocket. Your father has another job.

He has 500 men under him. He is cutting the grass at the cemetery.
Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether
it's a girl or a boy, so I don't know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle.
Your uncle, Jatinder fell in a nearby well. Some men tried to pull him out,
but he fought them off bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he burned
for three days. Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died trying to
fulfil his father's last wishes. His father had wished to be buried in the
sea after he died. And your friend died while in the process of digging
a grave for his father. There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened.

Love Mom.
P. S : I was going to send you some money but the envelope was already
sealed.