So many pens...

4th Dec 09 , 242pm

Was just jotting down, in my typical hurried manner the to-do-list for today….
Scribbled ten things in quick succession, wanting to rush to do the hundred things for the day..

Suddenly my pen stopped to scribble… and I flipped and flapped at it and felt irritated as to why it was not working..

Got this funny feeling then.. When was the last time I wrote with a pen till the last traces of ink in it refused to come out ...?
Almost smiled to remember that it was only back in school…

The pleasures of writing with a pencil till the last wood in it has been sharpened away, the chewed end of it, not allowing you to use it any further…
I keep changing or losing pens and pencils ever so often now, don’t know if any of them really belong to me anymore….