ESSAY ON POSTMAN (600 WORDS) – ESSAY 3

ESSAY ON POSTMAN (600 WORDS) – ESSAY 3

‘Postman in Our Neighbourhood’

Introduction

Since my early childhood years, I remember one person who visits us regularly. He comes to our house many times a week and has become a part of our family. He is our postman, Naresh. While many postmen are transferred to a different area every few years, Naresh has been delivering letters in our vicinity for quite a long time. It has been for several years.

My Grandparents Await Postman Eagerly

While most of us have switched from writing letters to sending a quick email or message, my grandmother still prefers the good old way of writing letters. She and her siblings exchange handwritten letters regularly to keep in touch with each other. I often go with her to the post office to purchase inland letters, envelop and stamps. She also assigns me the task of putting letters in the nearby letterbox. We then await their reply. My grandmother eagerly waits for our postman, Naresh each day and so do I.

Apart from the letters from my grandmother’s siblings, we often receive letters from banks and some other institutions. Naresh knows that my grandmother keenly awaits letters from her loved ones. He rings the cycle bell joyfully as he approaches our place on the days he brings letters for my grandmother.

Just as my grandmother is overjoyed to receive these letters, Naresh is glad to deliver them. Sometimes, her brother sends her gift. No matter how small the gift is, the joy of receiving a surprise parcel is simply unmatched. Naresh makes sure the parcel is carefully kept in his bag to avoid any kind of breakage. He joyfully hands it over to my grandmother who is thrilled at receiving it.

My grandfather, on the other hand, waits for letters from the stock market and bank. While my father carries out all the banking transactions online and receives notifications on his mobile or email, my grandfather still prefers the old way of dealing with such institutions. So, he too awaits Naresh every day. He trusts Naresh completely and thus instead of visiting the bank he often opts for receiving even the most important and confidential documents via post.

My Pen Friend

I love this old way of keeping in touch. To experience the joy of receiving letters, I recently made a pen friend. In this era of mobile phones and chatting apps, this seems quite old fashioned and mundane. But I really wanted to experience this and it is really awesome. I write regularly to this friend and it is exciting to receive letters from her. She even sent me a beautiful birthday card which came as a pleasant surprise.

Our Postman; Our Friend

We are lucky that Naresh has been assigned our area as he is a very sincere professional. He carries out his tasks with honesty and dedication. Many of our relatives complain of missing out on letters and gifts. It is all due to the negligence of the postman in their area. They visit the post office to register complain regarding the same.

However, the lost/ misplaced parcels and letters are seldom found. Thankfully, we have never faced any such problem. This is because Naresh is a thorough professional. He understands the importance of timely delivery of letters and other postal articles and makes sure no one misses out on an important message.

It would not be wrong to call Naresh a true friend. On festivals and other special occasions such as birthdays, we offer sweets and juice to Naresh as he visits our house. My mother also gives him some cash and a pack of sweets for his family. We have been following this ritual for years.

Conclusion

Our postman, Naresh is always on time despite the weather outside. He works tirelessly and always has a smile on his face. His sincerity and dedication inspire me to work hard.