The Lost Art

In this world of today, when e-mails abound, cell phones ring everywhere, you can stay in touch with everyone through your Blackberry's, and PDA's the art of writing letters to your loved ones is dying. There used to be a time when people would write to each other, they would express themselves through their letters. Although it would take sometime getting to somwone, still the anticipation that surrounded the letters would give someone something to look forward to.
I still remember, when I was at a boarding school, I would come from classes back, and then i would stand in front of our boarding house, and listen to the names of the people who had gotten letters, and the day that my name was called, it was as if i had won the powerball. Nothing mattered, I wanted to read that thing right there and then, but I knew that if I did I would have nothing to look forward for that night, so i would hold close that letter as the last lifeline. I would savor every moment of that letter. I would look forward to writing one back that week to my home. This moment of anticipation and the wait, and the surprise of getting a letter were something that will always be a part of my life.

I am talking about this because e-mails and other methods of communications are all fine, they are still something that we hold on to, but in the meantime I think we shouldn't be too hasty in leaving things behind that were once a part of our lives. To me a letter is so much more personal, it expresses your feelings, and even though they are still words they convey so much more than the electronic message that you receive.

Recently I started writing letters again, and I think for me it gives me hope (and not to mention hope to USPS)