17 July 20××
11 p.m.
Dear Diary,
Today, we had gone to deliver Miriam’s much awaited letter to Ali. But unfortunately, the letter was delivered to Ali’s grave. I am in a position to understand Ali’s concern and anxiety. My newly-awakened father’s heart is reproaching me for having failed to comprehend Ali’s misery. I have now realized the value of each letter and will never again view them merely as envelopes and postcards. My heart is filled with compassion and regret at having rebuked Ali so much that I actually visualised seeing Ali enter the post-office even though he has been dead for the past three months. I think, I will spend the rest of my life repenting my callous attitude at not having understood a person’s pain, helplessness and misery.