Thursday, 3 September 2009

Change

I love reading books. For the past couple of years I was addicted to romance novels. The beauty of these novels is that it gives you a feeling of happily ever afters. I guess I was addicted more to the perfection depicted in those novels than the stories itself. I always felt that I should have done better - scored better in schools, worked better at office, maintained a perfect schedule and discipline etc etc. Nothing ever felt perfect to me( though of late my parents do seem to be the perfect parents I could ever have :))

I obsess over every tiny mistake whether it was something I said to someone at the wrong time or whether it was something I didn't do at the right time. I just didn't seem to be able to have a perfect day or be a perfect lady. I kept feeling all the time that I am a horrible horrible person for the tiniest of mistakes....

But today looking back over all the time I have spent I realize that perfection would have been extremely boring. My everyday starts with what to set right and what I want to avoid that day. Every new days brings the hope that maybe today I will get my recipe for perfection right.And I can see that this is what keeps us going.

Imagine you were born with everything you wish you wanted, then there is nothing left to do. It is this pursuit which is Life. And I hope I never stop trying to get the recipe of life right.