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The pain of being stationary - Memoirs of a pen stand #1

I sit on the table of this big cabin in a huge office. I like to think I am sitting, though my sitting and standing position is one and the same. But everyone refers to me as a Pen 'Stand'.

You won't believe what all I have seen during my 3 years in here. The busy days, the heated discussions, the snory naps, the disgruntled cleanings, the flirting secretaries... I was even thrown off the table once, during a heated interlude.

These are all stories for another time. Today, my thoughts are with my constant companions, Sonu and Monu. I gave them these names, when we were still in the stationery store. On a shelf, day in and day out,  my constant companions were two pens. In my front are two groves and each of the two pens got a groove.

During that week or so, in the shop, we became friends and have remained so. I was bought, with my friends, and many other items for use in this office that I am in now.

Fast forwarding to the problem today. Mr Mehta, whose cabin I am in, has used Sonu (the pen in the right groove) exactly once. He signed a document with Sonu once, put it back in the right groove, took a pen out of a drawer and that is it.

Since then my hollow stomach is always full of pens and pencils. They come and go.
What world they have seen! Many pockets and bags, numerous papers and notes. There was even one that Mr Mehta's son had used for his college notes before. He told us a heart touching story of a Romeo and a Juliet he had written a summary of.

How I wish Mr Mehta switched on the TV for something more than just cricket!

Coming back to my two friends, my two constant companions, the two pens - Sonu and Monu. For weeks after Sonu was fleetingly used, we avoided talking about it. I could feel the anticipation of the two each time someone would enter, the wish to be used, the hope of fulfilling the purpose they had been created for - to write, even anticipating their own deaths one day, writing.

It's been years now. I do my job of holding pens, et al.
Thanks to computers and smartphones, even I get used less often now. With reminders and notes and calendars in phones, I see new work-style taking over.

I can feel the pain of my friends now. As I have been pushed to an obscure, less accessible corner, I ache to serve my purpose in this world better.

Sonu and Monu have become mere show-pieces.
I love show-pieces, mind you. Their job is to beautify a place, just to be there (sitting/standing) being pleasing on the eye.
My friends, on the other hand, had expected to live a full life, not this hollow existence of a stationary stationery item.

Ciao till next time. Pray for my friends.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

My second post about Stationery: The Stationery Story


  1. Love the opening lines- " I am sitting & they call me a Pen Stand". Glad to find there are some similarities in our posts. I loved the way u brought out the pain.

    1. Thanks Viyoma, once again. I just read your post and enjoyed it a lot.

  2. Praying for you and quite an arresting image expressing underlying plus buried emotions. Enjoyed the post loads.

    1. Thanks, Vishal. And I am touched that you connected with the underlying pain and emotions. Do keep coming back :)

  3. This is a wonderful post! I like how you express the "emotion." The pen stand's capability to empathize with its friends is very charming and touching at the same time. Very well done!

    1. Thanks a lot. I am pleased that you appreciated my post. I hope you'd want to keep coming back to read more.

  4. So well connected..njyd reading it.

    1. Thanks a lot, Saima. I am glad you enjoyed it.


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