Regunath was one of our family friends and a frequent visitor to our house. Known for his Pranks and cruel jokes, he was intelligent too. One morning he called at our house and said, â€œGet me a penâ€¦ Quickâ€. â€œWhatâ€™s the matter?â€ I asked him while giving him a pen; but he simply rolled his eyes and opened an envelope with care and took out the paper and went through the contents quickly and scribbled something at the button and put the letter inside the cover and pasted. My first impression was that he was sending a job application to some firm. Though he was working for a reputed company as a medical representative, he used to send applications to other firms for a similar post.
The words he scribbled at the bottom of the letter confused me a bit. â€œIf you need any monetary help, please donâ€™t hesitate.â€
â€œWow, thatâ€™s wonderful. You donâ€™t usually write to your relatives. May be it is meant for one of your college matesâ€, I said.
â€œMe, of all people?… On my way to the post office, that venkiti asked me whether I was on my way to the Post office and When I nodded my head, he asked me to post this letter if I donâ€™t mind. I obliged him but I must have some fun. So, I thought I must add a few lines. Thatâ€™s all.