My Dear Gulnar,
I love you and do express my love for you. Do you think that friends cannot love each other? I have loved you always and will continue to love you as a friend. I can only hope that your fountain of love will not run dry when you read this letter. But do you think there is only one kind of love that must culminate in marriage?
Yours in love,
Niyaz.
Dear Saira,
You have made your side of the picture clear. Now it is my turn, I’ll wait and see till you marry me or some body else before I find an alternative match.
Yours sincerely,
Sabir.
Dear Niyaz,
Your letter saddened me a little but it gave me happiness also. It made me sing. It was then that I realised the truth in Shelly: “Our sweetest songs are those that tell of sad thoughts.” I sang, I wept, I felt happy. I could lie down like a tired child and weep away the life of care. I am a foolish little girl, Niyaz, forgive me and forget me.
Yours in agony,
Gulnar.
Dear Betty,
I have heard whispers spreading in four corners which are linking your name with a certain gentleman in military service. And, today, I have been told outright that you have been engaged to him. Let me be one of the first to offer you my congratulations. Needless to say, he must be a very lucky man and he, too, deserves, congratulations. I am sure you will make a wonderful housewife and I can imagine you presiding over a delight household to which, I trust, I may at times be invited. I wish both of you a very happy and successful life.
Yours sincerely,
Jack Morris.
Dear Gulnar,
Can’t husband and wife live friendly? Can’t we continue to love each other even after marriage. Will you continue to upon me even after we have been formally entrusted to each other?
Yours forever,
Niyaz.
Dear Jack,
Thanks for your lovely letter, the loviest ever written by anybody on such an occasion. Not only we but also you are to be congratulated for not having given way to foul whispers and kept your faith in the sincerity of my inventions. Half of our engagement we owe to you. In love as in war, whispers can cost lives.
Yours sincerely,
Belly.
Dearest,
You say you do not write to me lovingly because you don’t know how and what to write. Says Shakespeare, “They love not, who do not express their love. Write to me if you love me.
Yours lovingly,
Nawaz Akbar.
Dear Mrs. Farkhanda Hashmi,
I was delighted to hear at your daughter’s engagement with Mr. Khush Bakht Khan. I hasten to congratulate you and trust that the boy and the girl are well matched and will be happy. It is certainly something to make us all feel really proud. My wife and children join with me in sending you our heartiest congratulations on this historic occasion in the annals of the two families.
Yours sincerely,
Muhammad Sabir Khan.
My Darling,
You have been deceived. Expression of love need not be vocal. It may take several other forms. You say you do not want to express your love but you want to be loyed tender all the same. After all that would require some expression of love.
Yours lovingly,
Nawaz Akbar.
Dear Sabir Khan,
I heartily appreciate your congratulations and thank you for your sincere good wishes for the couple.
Yours sincerely,
Farkhanda Hashmi.
