Here’s a conversation between Mr.
Pen and Miss Pad. I can’t help but
eavesdrop on them. By all means
enjoy this.

Pen: (Ponders) What can’t i spill my ink
on?

Pad: (Laughs) Every surface is meant
for you to bleed on

Pen: It’s not a joke…

Pad: Calm down dear, you are meant
to love every surface you come in
contact with

Pen: Yeah, that’s true, but sometimes i
get stuck and refuse to spill ink

Pad: Why’s that?

Pen: I don’t know exactly why, but i
know some surfaces are not just right
for my tips’ poke

Pad: Very funny… (Flips)

Pen: (Angrily) Stop flipping. i am
distracted by your wantonness. You
always have a way to get me drawn to
you

Pad: I will keep flipping until you fill me
with all you’ve got

Pen: (Heaves) You win. i have no other
option

Pad: Good! wait a minute, i heard you
a while ago that you’ll love bleeding
until you hunger for more pads…

Pen: Uhmmm… I guess so…

Pad: you mean you’ll be cheating on
me?

Pen: (Defensive) I never said so…

Pad: Then..?

Pen: I love you very much, but i have
no other option. I can’t stick to you
alone. After all, i have seen several of
my kind spilling their ink on you. i
never complained (Mumbles) may be i
did…

Pad: Well, i don’t have an option too,
do i?

Pen: No you don’t

Pad: Neither do i

Pen: Our relationship never ends. I
guess we know how to handle our
flirtatious lifestyle, right?

Pad: (Flips) I guess so…

Pen: Anyway, let’s get ready for
tonight…

Pad: Oh no!

Pen: What again?

Pad: I can’t say what it is…

Pen: Just be prepared for tonight. I
don’t know what our user will write
again tonight

Pad: (Heaves) She is always writing. I
am scared…

Pen: (Surprised) Why is that?

Pad: (Sobs) I have just two pages left

Pen: Oh!

Pad: Yes… that means, we may not
continue in this relationship again
Silence

Pen: Never mind, no matter how fresh
the other might be, i know i will still be
brought to fill up your edges and
spaces

Pad: Oh well, (Mockingly) i see you are
almost finished too and will be
replaced, then, we will be old; you’ll be
thrown away, while I’ll be kept safe.

Pen: Well, thanks for reminding me.
there’s really no need for me to feel
bad, my colleagues will continue from
where i stopped; Poking pads like you
and bleeding my ink on them.

Silence

Moments later, the writer walks into
the dark room, turns on the light and
picks up Pen and Pad to write.

Both: Oh no!

Pad: i have a feeling this story will end
both or one of us

Pen: I’m guessing it’s you…

Pad: (Angrily) Shut up! That’s not
funny…

Writer begins to scribble voraciously
on the title ‘THE UNTOLD’ passionately.
She tears a page from the writing pad
and throws it in the bin.

Pad: (Shocked) She just tore a part of
me! I am doomed!

Pen: Sorry Pad, I will miss you, but i
know i will soon join you…

Pad: Shut up jor! Not funny anymore

Pen: Ok, i will miss you

Writer is done. She drops Pen and
safely tucks Pad in a mini book-shelf.

Pen: Pad… (Calls out softly) Pad, can
you hear me?

Silence

Reading light is turned off. Pen Heaves