When my Lamy’s went on a Swimming Date

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Yes, I am that freak, who walks in to a stationery shop and never walks out unless someone physically drags me out or the shopkeepers shut their shops at day end. I feel that feeling, I can only assume women feel when they look at shoes or when men look at favorite league merchandises.

If you’re an ounce like me, go give your pens a spa! Make a day out of it and then in the end when they’re smooth and makhan-like, WRITE!, write to your heart’s glory!

Yours Madly,


In my short life, I have been chased by a wild duck, stamped on a vengeful bumblebee (barefoot), gnawed by a insolent cat for feeding it, nudged by a cow towards a charging two-wheeler, and not to mention dogs treat me as their chew toy. Life is short. So go ahead and enjoy my satirical analogies, quirky theories, sagacious epiphanies and mind-blowing artwork before I meet my untimely death caused by a cockroach.

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4 comments on “When my Lamy’s went on a Swimming Date
  1. I can understand .. I feel the same when I am in a cosmetic shop 😛

  2. […] while ago I wrote about how I feel about my stationery. This is an addendum to it. I feel the same about my shoes!!! ❤ ❤ […]

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