I was walking up the hill with slow, thoughtful steps... and gradually I realized the meaning and truth of various aspects in life. Nature has an enchanting way of making you understand the nuances of life and has the power to cleanse your mind and heart gently. I trudged on, over dead crumbling leaves, dry soil, bare trees and skeletal streams… Beauty exists even in decay, I thought as I strolled through the unadorned scenery.
I entered a clearing and spotted an easel with a canvas stretched at length.
I took a few tentative steps forward and noticed that it was blank, empty, vacant… but wait a moment, there was a black dot – a minuscule one painted on that canvas.
“What is the meaning of this?” I wondered aloud.
“It means everything and nothing,” she said.
I looked at the creator of the ‘black dot’ curiously.
“What exactly do you mean by that?” I asked her.
“It may mean the world to someone, however tiny the size. It may be a treasure, a promise, a hope and a light for someone.” She paused and continued to say, “It may mean nothing to another; a person may feel its insignificance, it could mean despair, misery, fear and loneliness for others.”
“But it could be both.” I interrupted.
She smiled and said, “That’s true, though very few think that way…you can take it the way you want it to.”
A black dot says a lot… A black dot is everything and nothing.
[In my 3rd year of B.A, our lecturer had set us this topic of 'A Black Dot on a Canvas'... she gave us 15 minutes to think and write a short para on the topic. It was a good exercise, as everyone got a chance to express their own ideas plus, it was an opportunity to improve our language skills, our story-telling and to identify our thought processes.]
Thank You Ma'am for setting us a wonderful chance to learn about ourselves!