Ink pens

When I was in school, we were not allowed to use pens till we were in grade 3. In grade 1 and 2 we were only allowed to use pencils. During those years, pens were forbidden pleasures. It was a pure joy to write with a pen. I remember how eager I was to start using pens. When I finally started grade 3 we were allowed to use pens with a condition. Our teacher told us that we should only use ink pens.

Ink pens - the king of the world of stationery. In my opinion it is true. The ink pen would look so glamorous. They would have shiney metallic tip. They would be so smooth to write. It was so fast to write with the ink pens. In my opinion the handwriting would come so nicely with the ink pens. I loved using ink pens for that matter. My handwriting was already good but it would look so much better when I would write with ink pens.

Another part that I would love about ink pens is the maintenance of them. That time in pens would not come with cartridges. We had to manually fill the reservoir of the ink pens. It was an elaborate process which I would thoroughly enjoy. Taking out an ink bottle, extracting some amount using the ink pipette, pouring that ink into the reservoir of the pen, dropping a few drops back into the ink bottle. This process was a messy but equally entertaining. After filling up the reservoir of the ink pen, the hands would get stained because of the spilled ink. But it was still a fun experience. Sometimes while using the ink pen the hands would get stained because of the ink. Being kids at that time it did not matter at all. Most of the kids had their hands stained because of the ink pens. Those ink stains felt like tattoos in that age. Those were some amazing memories of using the ink pens.

As we grew up the use of ink pen started getting reduced. Moreover it was because of the tedious process of filling up the ink. Another disadvantage was that if the ink got spiled on the notebook the teachers would get very upset with it. To tackle these troubles I had decided to minimise my use of ink pens. I would use ink pens only when I would study at home and I would not take them to my school. But when I would use ink pens I would still enjoy a writing. It give me a unique happiness which nothing else was able to provide me.

After the school and college got over my overall use of pens got reduced. But I still have an ink pen which I used in my school. It is still in the good condition. Looking at it no one would even feel that it was used over 20 years ago. It is still good and writes still as well as it used to be 20 years ago. I still use it and write with it.

Even today when I write using that ink pen, it gives me a strange joy of nostalgia. It takes me back to my school days. I feel as if I am in grade 3, sitting on a bench and writing in my notebook. I feel like a child who is not worrying about the future. It is strange that what an old ink pen can make me feel. One thing is for sure, it makes me happy.