From Human Hand to AI

One thing that captivates my attention every time I visit my grandfather’s home is an old typewriter he used to write with. It still sits there, silent and anachronistic.

During my last visit, I found myself staring at two objects on my desk: my grandfather’s old typewriter and my laptop. The typewriter sat there like a relic from another life, its keys still holding the faint smell of ink, as though it could whisper stories of its past. My laptop, sleek and humming softly, felt like a stranger in comparison, even though it was the tool I used daily.

I placed my hands on the typewriter’s keys, and for a moment, I could feel the weight of its history—its artistry. But then I glanced at the blinking cursor on my laptop, patiently waiting for me to churn out words at a speed that the typewriter could never match.

The tension was palpable. I wasn’t just choosing between tools; I was confronting a dilemma that stretches far beyond me.

This tension—between the “human” touch of writing and the sleek efficiency of artificial intelligence—is reshaping how we create, think, and even define authenticity.

Human Touch vs. AI

The other day, I overheard a conversation between two professors at a café. One of them was lamenting how their students were beginning to rely on AI tools to write essays. “It’s not just about getting the work done,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s about the process—about thinking, reflecting, struggling with ideas.” Her companion nodded in agreement, adding that the university had started mandating more handwritten assignments and in-person exams to combat this new wave of AI dependency.

It reminded me of when I was a student, struggling through late-night essay drafts. Those drafts weren’t just words on a page; they were tiny pieces of me—of my thoughts, my mistakes, my growth. Back then, every word mattered because it felt like I mattered.

Contrast this with a recent meeting I had with a friend who runs a marketing firm. He couldn’t stop raving about how ChatGPT was revolutionizing his business. “We can generate 50 blog posts in a day!” he said proudly. “It’s not about art or authenticity; it’s about results. Faster, cheaper, and better.”

I didn’t know what to say. I could see his point—business is about efficiency, and AI delivers that in abundance. But I couldn’t shake the unease that came with his words. Faster. Cheaper. Better. And, that is for a simple reason: I felt our lives shouldn’t be defined by such banality.

Every time I sit down at my grandfather’s typewriter, it feels like stepping into another world. It’s not fast. It’s not easy. But there’s something about the click-clack of the keys, the way each letter imprints itself onto the page, that feels like a conversation. Writing on it forces me to slow down, to think, to be present.

Yet, when I turn to my laptop, I know I’m giving in to the demands of a world that doesn’t wait for anyone. Deadlines, emails, blog posts—they all demand speed and efficiency. And now, with AI tools, the pace has quickened even further.

It’s hard not to feel like the person choosing the typewriter is being left behind, stuck in some sentimental daydream. But what if that “daydream” holds something we desperately need? What if slowing down and choosing the harder path is how we stay human in a world driven by algorithms?

The other day, I read an article that I knew instantly had been written by AI. It was polished, sure—efficient, even. But it lacked something I couldn’t quite put into words. Maybe it was vulnerability. Maybe it was soul.

Human writing, at its best, is messy. It’s riddled with quirks, imperfections, and the occasional spark of brilliance that only comes from someone trying to make sense of the world in their own unique way.

And yet, I can’t deny the usefulness of AI. It’s helping businesses thrive, reducing burnout for overworked writers, and even leveling the playing field for those who struggle with the mechanics of language.

The question isn’t whether we should use AI or reject it—it’s about balance. It’s about finding a way to preserve the messiness of human creativity while embracing the efficiency of AI.

The Road Ahead

As I sit here, looking at the typewriter and the laptop, I know the choice isn’t really between the two. It’s about remembering what matters most in the act of creation. AI is a tool, just like the typewriter, just like the computer. But tools are only as good as the hands that use them.

So maybe the real challenge isn’t AI itself—it’s us. It’s about holding onto our humanity while the world races ahead. It’s about reminding ourselves that writing is more than just words on a screen.

More than that, it’s a way of connecting, questioning, and being fully—albeit imperfectly—human.