Please, give me a pen to write!

It was a usual day in my native place with dark clouds prevailing and perhaps a big a threat of rain. After a sumptuous meal, I was traveling in a private bus and as the bus gradually halted at a stop, I could hear a song from somewhere in the air. It was really pleasing to the ears, I was wondering who would have written that script for that wonderfully depicted song. In fact it would have taken a decade to craft that! I should say it was nostalgic! On the spur of the moment, I felt like noting down the lyrics for that beautifully crafted song. I was reaching out for a pen and a piece of paper and finally settled for one from my friend. Abruptly, I started writing and after a few words I noted that the momentum was lost. My handwriting was terrible and nothing was legible. Later, when I was referring to some information in my file, I came across a credential; this is perhaps some years back, I received a certificate like the one below:

UNION CHRISTIAN MATRICULATION
HIGHER SECONDARY SCHOOL
CHETPET MADRAS-600031.

This is to certify that Sarin Gopan
of standard IV won the *first/second/third
place in English Handwriting held on 26/11/1995.

&

UNION CHRISTIAN MATRICULATION
HIGHER SECONDARY SCHOOL
CHETPET MADRAS-600031.

This is to certify that Sarin Gopan
of standard IV won the first/*second/third
place in Hindi Handwriting held on 26/11/1995.

I remember the days when my teacher used to admire my style of writing but then, now? Was I the student who used to get accolades, tributes, honor, compliments, awards and, praises for that creative work of mine? I even ask myself that stupefying question every time when someone stares at me after seeing my inscription! “Oh wtf is this?” Writing is something I’m not obsessed with for the time being but once upon a time I could write at great length which was very much vivid and lifelike. It was really picturesque, perhaps my records says it all. But now it’s something irksome , annoying, irritating, exasperating and bothersome!

The realization that my handwriting was awful came upon when I was in my XI grade. My handwriting was not that good in my high school but I could maintain a legible fare at least in my examination papers. Oh exams?, I still remember how my headmaster used to criticize me for my handwriting during the PTA. I was screwed up every time I went to meet him with my parents. Perhaps i had to take the rebuke with only a smile on my face! Well, I had read from somewhere that a handwriting reflects the personality of an individual and a steady hand-writing with no left or right slant portrays an upright, honest and a smart personality.

Perhaps mine is very much slanting to the right and ironically, in math; all my numbers, symbols, operators and determinants inclined to the right. Mastering languages like Malayalam and Tamil in reading and writing, there’s no slant involved when writing those two languages; but why, when it comes to English and Hindi? Is that because I was taught English and Hindi in school or is that because I learned( or learnt ) Malayalam and Tamil on my own?( recently I remember a close friend of mine, pretty amazed when he glanced into my classwork and raised a question, “Oh man! Is this the way you write? Your writing has changed a lot; hasen’t it?”). I still don’t have an idea! Perhaps, this is something weird!!!

At school, writing was boundless and needless to say, in college it’s limited. So I never maintained a proper note but when I consider myself as a blogger I’m least-bothered about the slant or the inclination. Indeed there’s much writing involved here! Pointless to say that I can use bold letters, italics and etcetera etcetera feeling that I’m a blogger now and passionate about this style of writing! eventually, I acknowledge my writing and let’s not forget something from the Bible, in someway related to this entry

“Pen” is mightier than the sword;

and not to confuse this with

Penis mightier than the sword!