The leap of faith from pencil to ink pen was....
The glistening, orange (Camlin) or red (Nataraj) geometry boxes were....
After dinner, we would pester our father or grandfather for....
Armed with water colours and a paintbrush, the writer reminisces....
Our oldest friend in school! We wrote our first words....
The heady papery smell of new books and the fear....
The thoughts and world of school stationery can trigger an....
Almost always a Milton, the many memories linked to the....