Quaint Charm
- drsarojsalelkar
- Jun 15, 2024
- 1 min read
The third grade introduced us to the fountain pen. It turned out to be my all time favorite. I used the one treasured by my father. The gold cover and nib witness to a generation of struggles. Its feel in my hands was indescribable. It was my first tool to cover innumerable amounts of obstacles through words… a Quaint charm.
However, now it is replaced by plastic pens and written word with typed text. Although the journey is the same yet with a difference. We move through times… adapting, adjusting and living yet missing a lot in the bargain too.
