There’s always a first, including eating Puttu
Dear Koko, The decision to allow you to go for a football tournament all the way to Kochi, all alone, was a hard one. But we took it. The problem with writing to you after a long time is that I forget the way I used to write to you. You know when I was younger, in school, we did not have easily accessible phones or internet so letters were a large part of growing up. I have this cousin sister who used to write letters to me. She was my first pen friend. For all my other cousins who lived in Kolkata, it was easy to just meet them during the weekends and play with them, chat with them and occasionally fight with them. But with this sister, who lived in Durgapur the communication was always through letters. We were not very diligent, often there would be months of pause between our letters, but when we put our pens to paper, the words would just flow. We would talk about the various occurrences of our lives which were limited to our social lives in school. Even now, I fi...