Kirankumari's Correspondence with The Mother

3 December 1940

Mother,

This brush I am keeping for you. I took it from the Stores this month. I took it to the workshop to use there, but M saw it and scolded me very much. “Why you took it? Take another ordinary brush, etc.” Mother, the nail brush we use often for stove work; grease and oil and black dirty things are on it. Our old one is spoilt. Two years ago M first showed us how to use it in U’s house. Now he is scolding us. I did not ask for a good brush; I asked only for a brush. But I will try to manage without the brush, Mother. I do not need it; I am giving it back.

I am returning the brush to you; you must keep it and use it. Why do you listen to what people tell you?

My love and blessings to my dear child

3 December 1940