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Thursday 17 June 2010

Handwriting...

In the middle of an intense revision session, just before his final Mathematics examination, he got a stern warning from his dad.
"This one is also wrong! You are reading your own 4s as 7s and vice versa!"
And then it started, "when are you going to improve your handwriting?", "You will repent later on if you don't work on it now...when you can!" and so on and so forth.
Visibly irritated with the contradictory results (he had received his 'Student of the Week' certificate for his performance in Mathematics the same day and here, at home, half of his answers were wrong!), and itching to get it over with, the soon-to-be-10-year old replied, "It is okay!"
"How is it okay? I cannot even read it?"
"I can read it....it is my font!!!!!!"
"hun?" followed by laughter and more laughter.
He knew he was really reading his 4s as his 7s but for a change, he had used humour to his advantage...and seeing us laughing, i think he assumed that it was okay to use his own font all the time!
Well, no amount of examples of regrets of great leaders; like Mahatma Gandhi; over their own poor handwriting are going to be enough i guess. Even though we use less and less of this art in our daily lives now (even lovers resorting to sms and social networking engines rather than lengthy hand-written love letters!), a beautiful handwriting is not only a treat to eyes but a reflection of personality of that writer. I am no Handwriting Analyst but at one point of time, i did read a few books on the same and found it interesting how our carelessly written dots on i and j and sloppily written M's can reveal us...is that why people don't even send handwritten invitations anymore??

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