Saturday, June 30, 2007

I don’t know who invented the word ‘perfect’ but I am sure either originally the intended meaning for the word was quite different or this was just meant to be one of those exotic words that are to be used in fairy tales and nowhere else.

I have lived long enough with the idea of perfection that now I am more or less convinced that ‘nothing is perfect’. Because nothing ever was supposed to be perfect. You don’t get to see a rainbow every time it rains, sky doesn’t turn an enchanting collection of colours every time you are enjoying a quite sunset by the beach, not always do you get from a moment what you got from it last time. But then wouldn’t it be boring, if life just gets stuck in a pattern that keeps repeating. We tend to believe that perfection is a permanent state of bliss. But then can such an idea ever be real? And why should it be real?

I am an absolute believer in the fact that one should never compromise with life, should never settle for anything less than what one wants. But sometimes the whole idea of perfection can play havoc with such a mentality. When we end up wanting what is never to be had or at least can’t be had always then life just become an endless chase for nothing. I don’t know when we started mistaking perfect for happy. Happy lives and perfect lives, I am sure are very different. Very idea of happiness is to seek joy in what you have, while perfection makes you seek what by definition is something very few can have.

No one has ever experienced perfection. There can be moments which may seem to be the best that one could have but that’s only till you live a better moment sometime later. So when we seek perfection, we are actually seeking something that we are not even aware what is it like. So often, problem with perfection is that it’s driven by a NOT operator. So, in any given moment, we just think it should NOT be like this, while knowing little what it should be like. And so while sometimes our gut feel can be right there would definitely be equal times when it won’t be and it is those times that I fear. Because in such times our fascination with perfection can make us pass what might have been just good enough for us.

May be Holy Grail of this confusion lies in knowing what we want but that’s definitely asking for too much. When are we making compromise and when are we just chasing a non-existent perfection is something which is hard to tell. I know even if we sit and talk to ourselves it may not always help because we are capable of convincing ourselves both way and so we would keep making right and wrong choices. So while we would learn from the mistakes but may be a realization that magic is only meant for fairy tales, would help people hold on to joy that is meant for the real life.

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