I learnt writing on those ink-pens with voluminous ink wells , which needed a refill ( a messy process, albeit fun) every day . After a couple of scratchy pages , the nib smoothened out at a comfortable angle , and off you went, a -sailing. Smooth , effortless words .
Then came barrages of ball-points , gel pens , micro tip pens , ink cartridge pens , markers , all of which passed me by . The other day , I came across this vintage , tiny glass pot of ink , sitting on the shelf of a busy stationery shop. I waited till the shop emptied , and the proprietor turned towards me . Turned out he had an ink pen , one with ink well , as well .
He brought out an ancient looking cardboard box full of them , and added wistfully ,”They don’t sell any more .”
I nodded .
We both belonged to a bygone era .
We chatted for half an hour about all things ancient , and how good they were etc . The kind of chat old people have , while shaking heads at the new generation.
He brought out an ancient looking cardboard box full of them , and added wistfully ,”They don’t sell any more .”
I nodded .
We both belonged to a bygone era .
We chatted for half an hour about all things ancient , and how good they were etc . The kind of chat old people have , while shaking heads at the new generation.
I walked away with a green and black pen , filled with black ink , my soul satiated . It is my current favourite pen .
Not dead know many people who still write with ink......you are not alone
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