Dear Zaidi,
Thanks for your invitation to dinner on June 11, at 8 p.m. Rest assured we will be punctual.
Yours sincerely,
Haider sajjid.
Dear Dilshad,
Do you know that Cooky is here bright with a bride from Europe? Be with us for lunch tomorrow.
Yours,
Mahmood.
Mr. and Mrs. Ali Ahmed Siddiqi
request the pleasure of
Mr. and Mrs. Farid Ahmed Siddiqi’s company at
the marriage of their son
Razi Ahmed
to
Mahnaz
on 11, E-Block, Model Town, Lahore
on Sunday, June 11, 1993
at 8 A.M.
Mr. and Mrs. Farid Ahmad Siddiqi
thankfully accept
Mr. and Mrs. Ali Ahmad Siddiqi’s invitation
to attend the marriage of
Razi Ahmad
with
Mahnaz
on Sunday, June 11, at 8 A.M.
Dear Siddiqi,
Very glad to receive your invitation to attend Raiz’s marriage on June 11 at 8 A.M. We shall reach punctually.
Yours sincerely,
Farid Ahmed.
(i) Would you kindly allow me to have your cycle for a day?
(ii) Can you lend me your camera for a couple of hours?
(iii) May I have your new suit for tomorrow?
(iv) Could you lend me your fountain_pen for my examination tomorrow.
(v) Do not lend your stick to the school teacher. Thanks.
Kashana-i-Komal,
Samanabad,
January 9, 1994.
Dear Sadia,
If Nazia’s heart is in dance and music and flowers and paint box, why do you try to divert it to geography and history, arithmetic and geometry? Is not music more melodious and mathematics? Is not dance more dainty and domestic arithmetic? Is not paint box better than history and geography? Let Nazia follow her instincts and you must help her to bring out the best in her. That is real education. You seem to have a bit morbid ideas about her passing the Matriculation Examination. You seem to be afraid of what the people will think if your daughter is not a matriculate even. But what is a matriculate? He is master of none. He is not even a jack of any trade. Let your daughter follow her inner instinct, and she will become something in the world. If you suppress her instinct, she will just rot. Take her away from school and educate her at home. Help her yourself, engage a tutor if you can, or send her to some art school which teaches music, dancing and painting. If nothing better can be done, let her follow her own education herself. You buy her such book as she needs. In the long analysis a child is its own best teacher. All knowledge comes from the people to books and goes from books to the people. Let your child be her own guide and ustad. You just wait and watch. When we throw a seed in the soil, it grows to be a study paint. Earth, Sunlight, water and air, bring the paint out and make it grow. Let them be Nazia’s teachers.
Yours lovingly,
Rifat.
Dear Bundoo,
Meet me under the rainbow next monsoon!
Yours,
Chandoo.
6/36 Parliament Street,
Islamabad,
January 11, 1994.
Dear Murshid,
My child, Azhar, has become a problem. He picks quarrels everywhere and uses foul language inside and outside the house. He pays no attention to his studies. He beats children, steals money and sweets, lames dogs and other animals, kills birds and bees for nothing. He is a great nuisance. My life is a hell. What should I do?
Yours devoutly,
Surayya.