This is my Three Line Tale, Week 16, submission to Sonya’s (Only 100 Words) challenge. Everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click Here.
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No condition is permanent. Hitherto, I was the messenger of the people. Conveying handwritten missives for the people that I was besieged every day.
Now, look at my fate! I’ve been dethroned by the new craze of the internet world and I’ve become a mere shadow.
Chai, Indeed, life is like a windmill. It could blow in any direction. Be prepared for the worse sometimes.
Peace and Love!
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Giggles & Tales 
You know sometimes I miss the old snail mail. This year decided to send old school birthday cards to my closest of friends. Honestly, nothing like opening a card in the post on your birthday.. I still love the old school letter boxes – our famous red letter boxes in london – getting fewer, but still a few around.
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I share the same sentiments too. I try to post Christmas cards to close friends and family members ‘cos of the personal touch in handwritten notes.
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good one!
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Thank you. 🙂
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