The beginning of a new year in school was something I looked forward to.
Leave the old imperfections behind and start a new quest towards perfection. Torn notebooks, lost textbooks, unfinished assignments, silly classmates, demanding teachers and scarier mathematics, none of these would matter in the new year.
New books, new subjects, new teachers, and at times, new classmates as well. A fresh start. At least that’s what I believed.
But the older I grew, the more difficult it became to get a clean slate. I have come to believe that life gives you just one slate. And even though you believed you had new slates every year of your life, it’s just that the chalk was lighter, and it was easier to erase. As you go through life, new lines appear, most of which cannot be erased. You write over the slate over and over again – a hundred, thousand, or a million times.
Sometimes the lines complement each other. The new lines working in harmony with the underlying lines, completing the picture forming something meaningful, or beautiful, or perhaps both.
But sometimes, the lines fight against each other, creating a mismatched random scratch, and creating something that looks terribly ugly. Or is it?
Maybe the random lines are just an incomplete picture. All that is needed is a little patience – it will be completed in due course. Perhaps there are hidden patterns in what seems random. All that is required is closer examination.
Perhaps the lines will all eventually cover the whole slate. Turning black to absolute white. A wholesomeness, completeness or utter transformation. Or perhaps a new white slate to start afresh …
What do you think? Do you have a slate? How many? What does your slate look like?
8 replies on “The Slate”
This is a great description of adult life. But it takes a certain amount of experience to recognize its accuracy. I think most young people would read this post and have no idea what you’re talking about. But just wait. They’ll find out.
🙂 I wrote this down for myself in a diary. I don’t think I would have understood this, had my brain not instructed my hand to write it!
Awesome! Its amazing how you described life through a slate and chalk. 🙂
🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed it… I was a bit apprehensive about posting this one, but now I’m happy I did!
Great post Kasturika.. There certainly is a pattern. The completeness….that is something we all strive to achieve. Fingers crossed 🙂
🙂 glad you like it! Yes, consciously or subconsciously we all do, and I believe every one does eventually achieve it, though we may or may not acknowledge it
“What does your slate look like?” A good question, indeed… well written, Kasturika.
🙂 Thank you! 🙂