Dear Angel,
I just received your letter informing that you'd be arriving on 24th around 11-30 p.m. local time. Yes, it's fine for me because I'm usually somewhere when you'll be spotted amidst the teeming crowds flocking to Church. Don't worry.. despite the bright twinkling electric lights and bright streetlights I can spot you. I wonder how you knew that I'd not be in Kolkata !!! Seaside doesn't have crowds .. the sea I'm visiting doesn't .. so I'm relaxed. Maybe this Christmas there'll be no cakes but you don't really like cake do you ? I'll bake a small one just for you at the cottage where I'll be holed up far away from the city's melee. We'll celebrate Christmas Eve together in my cottage by the sea. You invited me to Angel-land some time back. I'm sorry I couldn't come. More when we meet. It is strange you don't have any modern gadgets for communication even in 2015 !! Okay bye ,,,,, Can't write much since this letter may be opened en-route.
Your friend bishu
Colloquial Worse
is worser - used by Detroiters frequently, but it does not apply here and never will - nice open letter - I shal go now and write a letter (well later, after I read some more of this worser rubbish) :D yrshipwreckedpoetenroutetoanIslandinthedistance
Tanks of thanx fr ur xpnsve tm
An esteemed Poet reading bishu's rubbishsomes kept me wondering & wandering winding my way to the dailboat pier
©bishu