Received a written mail today from a very dear friend, made me realised how long it had been since I last actually hand-written a mail.
Simple and primitive as a written letter seems, the pleasure and feeling are so radically different from receiving an electronic equivalent of the mail.
It really gives a much more intimate feeling reading the handwriting of a person rather than the lifeless computer fonts. It's almost as if the hand-writing somehow is able to capture the moment and spirit of the writer, just like how a painting would.
This re-discovered magic of written intimacy triggers me to wanna write more 'real' letters from now on.
Slow as snail mail may be, sometimes it conveys much more than a lightning fast e-mail.
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