Krishna Kumar (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} krishkumar) wrote,@ 2007-05-26 01:39:00 |
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| Entry tags: | meta-rant, rant |
Pencil
Sharpening pencils is like people crying. It helps shed the ‘general bad feeling’ away. It turns out to be perceived bad feeling because a part of it is lost forever. It does make the pencil sharper. Just like a person feels much better after ‘crying’. Sharper. Focussed. And when you are sharpened, you forget that you are old. Forget all that is old. Ready to take on the world. But surely it would all become blunt again. Rinse. Repeat. One twist on the head and you’re all new.
All pencils are unique. Unbelievable? As unbelievable as saying ‘all people are unique’? Each pencil writes differently. The graphite in the pencil is like a human soul. You can see it if you look for it. And it writes itself on everything it touches.
I used to hang out at IIT-Madras a few years back. I never studied there, but had some friends in the campus. It was a great place for cricket, quizzing, college fests (shaastra/saarang), etc. One such time, I found a notebook in the cricket ground which had some notes, poems, thought, observations.. rants generally. I remembered this one distinctly. Its been heavily paraphrased so the author may please forgive me. The original was very amusing.
Thanks to spo0nman for the photo.
