Once upon a time paperweights had a purpose. They by using
their weight held the papers firmly on the table. Those people who never used
papers on their tables also used to buy and keep paperweights in their homes
because as objects of curiosity they had some strange attraction. Children used
to consider some of the paperweights as enlarged versions of marbles and they
could simply look at it or rather look into it for a long time. There were
different kinds of paperweights. These days nobody uses paperweights because
except in the government offices papers are not used. Most of the people have
shifted their work to computers and the Microsoft word files do not need a
paperweight to keep them in place. Maximum you need to press control plus ‘s’
button together which would keep the ‘sheets’ in place, safe, secure and
forgotten until dug out.
I do not know the origin story of the paperweights. Nor am I
interested to check for it in the Google. Sometimes reminiscing about something
is more fascinating than going for factual research. My conjecture regarding
the origin of paperweights is about the close relationship of a writer (not a
court writer or a chronicler in a court room but an independent creative
writer) with an open window and various kinds of breezes. An open window is a
must for a good writer. An aspiring writer could check the difference between
writing in a closed room and doing the same near an open window. Open windows
would allow a lot of breeze, which is the genuine comforting act of the nature,
into the room and would waft the writer like the compassionate caressing of the
beloved. She comes in unobtrusively and places her palm on your forehead
without disturbing the act of writing, gives a small peck on your exposed neck
and a pat on your back and retreats. But winds are not always caring as the
beloved is. As moody creatures of nature they too would at times refuse to
stick to their brief and would ruffle a few sheets that you have written and
kept aside. It was then the writer for the first time thought of having a
paperweight.
Times changed and the windows could have net covers and jallies.
You could close it and still you could have the breeze coming in tamed. But by
the time you have had your fans fitted in the rooms. Whether winds or no winds
you have this fans running in high speed fighting the heat and ruffling the
sheets of papers. There too you need a paperweight. With the advent of these
fans too the paperweights did not go out of fashion. They evolved in different
ways. Most of them preferred it in glass and they were of different shapes and
colours. Some of them came in hexagonal shapes and had deep indigo colour which
made you wonder how the glass as a lump gained that colour. Then came the
transparent greens and whites that strangely resembled sweets. Then came the
paperweights that looked like pieces of ice or crystal. Nobody could resist the
charm of these paperweights and if you see it on anybody’s table, you would
definitely play with it till you are admonished by the elders or the officer or
doctor. And mind you, if you were an inquisitive child and you had laid your
hands on a paperweight, it was sure that once you dropped it incurring the
suppressed wrath of the doctor or officer which would carried over to back to
you as a rough injection or a rude remark.
One of the strangest paperweights that I had seen in my
childhood was made of cork. This was a paperweight come pin holder. There used
to be these small pins that also helped in holding a bunch of paper together
and could be called the precursors of stapler pins and guns. These minute
little pins actually were mostly used in the government offices and I am sure
that the cork paperweights were invented for holding the papers together and
also to keep pins on it without falling all over. My mother was a government
servant in a busy office where I used to go as a child and watch them working.
These offices had large windows as well as grandfather types of fans hanging
dangerously from the ceilings. So the flying around of the papers was
inevitable and the paperweights became constant companions of these officer
workers. In the boring moments these clerks who worked in the offices ran their
cheap ballpoint pens on these cork paperweights making marks all over it.
Eventually they looked like the walls of some primitive cave with
indecipherable pictures all over. I am sure the office clerks were simply
reflecting their minds on these paperweights.
Times have changed. Now nobody knows which time of the day
is this once they are inside the office. Unless and until they look at the
watch or the feeling of the grumbling in the stomachs they wouldn’t come to
know about the time of the day because all the office buildings are designed
for air conditioning. No day light comes in. Even if it comes in it must be
coming to the higher up’s separate rooms with huge glass walls giving an overview
of the city, a view always reminding them of their possible fall and the weight
of the present job. With the air conditioners in place, no fans work in the
officers therefore there is no need for paperweights. Still like the reminder
of the good old days, some people still keep paperweights on their tables,
simply to play with it. It is a sort of carrying over the past to the new
technology as Derrida says in the case of the computers. We use Microsoft word
file. But any related to the writing with a computer has the terminologies
carried over from the good old handwriting and desk. A word format is in the
regular A-4 size, you have clip boards, margins, pins, files and so on there.
The age old handwriting habit was initially carried over to type writing and
then to computers. There was an interim phase of electronic type writers where
you type and the print out would come not in the A-4 size but in a size that
suited to the printer. The past refuse to die. There is no future without the
learning from the past. Paperweights are the living museum pieces that makes
our lives perhaps a museum act.
(Images sourced from the internet for representational purposes only)
(Images sourced from the internet for representational purposes only)
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