Missing The Old Nail Clipper!

SOMETHING INTERESTING happened last week.

- Prakash Iyer

 I was looking to clip my nails on Sunday morning. After my shower, I went to pull out my nail clipper. It’s a rather old one — but it’s the best! I wouldn’t exchange it for any other cutter in the world. It has been with me for several years, and I have held on to it even as the wife and the kids have tempted me with new-fangled alternatives. I have often felt that my nail clipper has built a special relationship with my hands and feet, and it is almost like it knows my fingers and toes very well.

As I looked around in the drawer that Sunday morning, I couldn’t find the nail clipper. That trusted old favourite was nowhere to be found. The wife offered a shining new one — the one she used — but I was in no mood to give it a try. The hunt for the old nail clipper continued for the next couple of days — but by now, I really needed to clip my nails. Desperately.