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F- Letter T- in the time of the western front**
 * R- A wife of a Indian soldier**
 * A- Her husband (Indian soldier)

To my beloved husband, Katoot

I don’t want to ask how you are. Your answer will only depress me. You don’t have to worry about how I am. I am very fine, and feel guilt for being so every day. Our son became 3 years old. He wishes to see you for his birthday gift and I hope I see you soon. When are you coming back? I heard from the British soldiers that our people are fighting well in the battle. I cannot trust them. I also am concerned about you fighting for the Triple Entene against the Triple Alliances. I don't think the Triple Entene can defeat the German forces; how unfortunate for us to be a colony of the British! The next-door neighbor’s husband returned from the harsh battle; without legs that is. He told me that it was a nightmare and he could return to assure the Indians, so that our loyalty towards Britain will remain. However, it did the opposite. Our whole village is now worried that their husbands might show up crippled and missing a leg or two. The soldier that returned caused a ripple in the pond. He told the miserable lives in the trenches and the machine guns, chemicals, and tanks. The smell of dead bodies, larva crawling over your body, sewage for drinking… I can just imagine how horrible of a condition you are in. I have been told that our people are used as the food for powder. He also explained that the Triple Entene are struggling due to the German forces marching into France. Britain has the duty to protect France but us, we don't have any alliances with France and we don't have the duty to protect them! How selfish it is for the French to use us by allying with Britain! I pray everyday to Brahman for you to stay out of the front line and go through all the bullets. You know that I don’t even have to talk about how concerned I am. I live in misery and despair these days. For our son’s sake, please return home fast and safe. We miss you a lot. Love you.

From your wife Watock