I remember the days in my early writing career the pains I took to get an article written and made ready to dispatch to journals and newspapers for publication. As many insisted that articles meant for publication should be typed in double space leaving a margin for editing it became an ordeal to meet the requirements of the fastidious editor to get his nod for the articles to see the light of the day instead of finding their way to the rejected lot/basket. I was reluctant to request anyone the use of their typewriter or pay the professional job typist to get the job done. Due to my insatiable thirst for writing I found it hard to get the work done without burning my pocket much. Later on after I found a job as a typist I was able to do all my typing at the office (after the working hours). I would like to recall an incident during this period. After reading an interesting article in a journal critical of Jawaharlal Nehru my fingers were itching to write an article rebutting the criticisms point by point which ran a few foolscap sheets. When I took the manuscripts to a job typist he refused to type it for me as he feared the contents may invite police action! Editors were rather insistent that matters for publication should not be long winding but restricted to a short length. Once I wrote a rather lengthy article expecting it to be mutilated beyond recognition. But to my great surprise it was published in full. Another interesting story (among so many others) was what I consider to be a miracle. There was an ongoing debate in the columns of a newspaper on the efficacy of Sri Satya Sai Baba’s miracles. There were a number of articles for and against Sai Baba’s miracles. As one who has experienced one such miracle I was planning to write about my experience. But before I could do that there was an article in the same series which reflected my thoughts word by word the next morning. But the miracle was it was written under my name!