Lost messages...

Many weeks ago, i found a letter in white envelope just soaked in rain near my home. The person inside me who's afraid of lost messages picked it up and tucked it in my jacket. 

Many weeks later, i wore the same jacket and as i tucked my hand in the pocket, what do i find ??? Grrhhh....My guilt shot up so many levels up, i cant explain. 

So i picked a cheerful color envelope and wrote a cheerful note,  accompanied my note with the lost one, I snail mailed it to the person who deserved the letter. 

Now that i've sent it, another thought is haunting me, did i do the right thing, if the original letter was meant for the reader then it would not have lost itself. If someone wanted to sent me a letter then i'd have liked to read it, irrespective of how late the msg comes to me.