Memories of My Typewriter
It is not much to look at: blue in colour, faded in places, and scratched in others. Its make is Japanese, and from a time before Litton sold its office supply business in 1979 to Olivetti. Then, portable typewriters were a luxury; it even has a metallic cover with a built-in handle. Most offices and homes had large gargantuan ones sitting amongst the clutter on desks like lazy Feng shui buddhas.
It came my way from one of my great-uncles. He was a journalist in Assam when there were few, writing for newspapers such as The Statesman and The Deccan Herald. One day, just like other people, he passed away. After his funeral…
