Typewriters on Lenin Street

Typewriters on Lenin Street

As i come across typewriters, some in the glare of the sun and some warming up to the expected rush, the first hint of its survival and brush was on Lenin Street. The Lenin Street man was sitting idle with the typewriter, summoning the courage to brood on the days gone by and the days that were to come with his attempted typewriter try. Adjacent to College square is the Surya Sen Street and the walk past classic tailors, globe optics, all india educational consultancy and coaching centre, all doctor consultation and ranu surgical mart leads you to the sighting of a shop which has typewriter etched on top. And a close look inside reveals three functioning typewriters in one row. A man is working on a typewriter, hoping to complete the assignment with no rancour. Rancour and rage defining the disappearance of a typewriter is primarily to do with the simple tasks this machine could do and how it came to be abhorred by the computer clamour.

PCs followed by laptop lollipops descending to tablet crop made its very sighting unthinkable. Unthinkable was its sighting in a metro given the fast pace the liberal faces desired to get into the race. Candour were the suggestions by some that in the heat of lollipops and tablet, typewriter could still be assumed to be a machine of ascending habit. Because the draft prepared in enlightened glare was all about serious business. here the grammatical tidiness was by and large maintained and need for abbreviation and abuse ammunition never rained. Those deft with typewriting skills were handsomely confident about the language they drafted; and this confidence was not misplaced. Misplaced were not the enormous drafts that were typed day in and day out, showcasing the labour that worked through their heart and that itself was their clout.

The emerging clout of PCs and laplops shows the distance traversed and the man's assimilation with typewriters as an eyewash. Fewer are spotted here and there. In a bigger metro it could well be a no cakewalk to sight them unless one has gone past lanes and by lanes and right into an adda where most still swear by 60s and 70s funda. Lenin Sarani, College square could just be a tip of the iceberg. Tollygunge, Jatin Das Park, Bentinck Street, Bipin Behari Ganguly Street Raja Ram Mohan Roy Sarani could seamlessly have the typewriter beat. Hope this beat sails and the fascination for this blemish free, where once you start typing, the incorrigible optimist never reneges and grows to a fair degree.