Before you think that I am crazy about getting other people’s signatures like film stars, cricketers, etc., just remember that you are visiting DI’s blog. DI is always above everyone else, at least in his own mind 🙂 I am talking about being crazy about my own signature! I would like to show you all something that is not exactly modern art or doodle –
Isn’t that a breath-taking photo? 😛 This is how the last pages of my school notebooks looked like! This is the only note-book from my school-days that has stayed with me. I have a strange habit of signing in it (with date) occasionally, and looking at the signatures back, after a few years. Nostalgia 🙂
I still remember the day I was startled looking at a signature. I was in sixth standard, back then, and I was going to a new school the following year. Someone suggested that I get the signatures of other students and keep it as a memory (I lost this diary recently). While most of the students just wrote a name or had ordinary signatures, a couple of them had awesome-looking signatures. No one would believe that 6th Std students could sign like that. I was awe-struck. That, planted a deep desire in me to develop a good signature.
I finally managed to develop one in 8th Std. Or maybe 7th. Don’t remember. This one –
I hope you are able to see it, it’s in the middle of the photo, above 7) 8) 9) 🙂 A few jealous(!) fellow students asked me, why I was signing in Tamil. I had a difficult time convincing them that the sign was in English! So, I developed another signature –
As shown in the two signatures above, sometimes there was a flower, sometimes there wasn’t, based on my mood. The dates of the above signatures are authentic. But that ‘wow! serious! great!’ was added sometime later, when I became over-enthusiastic 🙂
I love signing-off to glory. Once when I was busy signing behind the notebook during a class, a teacher caught me and checked what I was doing. After looking at the scribbled signature pages, she told me that I would become an executive one day! 🙂
Later on, I developed the signature that I use now (I will not show that here). I think I was in College 1st year, by then. I had this desire to show my sign to others and feel proud when they admire it. But it should occur naturally, no? So, I waited for a chance.
That chance came when our librarian asked a group of us to sign in a form. We were standing around the table and I snatched the form to sign first. I made a swift and large signature, in style, so that it would be visible to all. As I expected, everyone were looking at it with wide eyes. At last, I had realized my dreams! I was in cloud 9 🙂
But the librarian brought me back to the earth. He said, “That space was meant to contain all your signatures, not just your signature alone. Were you thinking we wanted your autograph?” Hmmm… So, that’s why people were looking at it strangely! 🙂
Of course, these days I don’t keep signing frequently behind notebooks or anything. I am saving all that energy for signing on my autobiography book, which I plan to publish after 30 years. After all, it’s going to be a best-seller and thousands of fans might want me to sign in their copies, right? 🙂
PS: The handwriting in the second photo is not mine. Mine is worser than that 😛