A retreat...

Ok! I turned the leaf of my life calendar about an hour back to know what I have achieved and where I had fallen in my CAT preparation. And with that analysis I can pin down with panache that I have crossed my 50% preparation mark on my desk. But the last one month was troublesome as I didn’t focused much of my time on my studies. I was on pins and needle.

I simply let time crawl out of my hand for instances I haven’t read a single novel since January 2012. I wonder why I lost interest in studies in last month and was busy in unearthing the memories of school, friends and my past days………..

Last night I was talking with my friend when I was stuck with the 7 letter word i:e “perfect”.

I have read about the perfection and its use like a perfect couple, a perfect boy, a perfect epitome of business tycoon, a perfect love, a perfect body, a perfect son……but I haven’t read about a perfect breakup, a perfect pain, a perfect tear…or a perfect hurt and agony.

Why is the word perfect not able to define a lost love, something like a perfect betrayal? I think the credit is “conventional overshadows innovation”.

Calling anybody perfect is a disgrace to humanity. If anyone is perfect, they are not human beings or they don’t fall under homo sapiens. Nothing in this world is perfect, so am I.   

“a small dot can stop a big sentence but few more dots can give a continuity”

I want to get to the top of my satisfaction once again. I wish to look in the mirror and call myself perfect, even though I know that for anyone who desires this, their world would come crumbling down under the weight of their own desire…

---praveen

|