In the Bull Pen
Fountain pens hail from an era where things werenât instant.
Be it a photograph or a cup of coffee, everything needed work. Similarly, the true charm of being a fountain pen connoisseur is the ceremonial formalities that have to be repeated time and again, to make it work. You choose the ink, paying heed to every intricate detail from the shade to the quality. You suck the ink up to just the right level so your words aren't blotted out. And then, you inspect the nib for it is the final instrument of expressionan expression that
