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Thursday, 30 May 2013
I love “IMPERFECT”
Thankfully there r a few advantages of over thinking too; else I wud have always been running in negative balance only. :P
As I was watching dis song on tv @ 12 midnyt from the movie ‘zindagi na milegi dobara’ starring Hrithik, Abhay n Farhan, I happen to notice Hrithik n Abhay dancing adjacent to each other.. n somehow it just hits ma senses that I admire Abhay’s dancing more than Hrithik’s.. Abhay is so not perfect.. his dancing is so raw. I din relish Hrithik’s perfect dancing moves as much as l appreciated the way Abhay enjoyed his imperfect moves. I think I prefer it dat way only.. raw n imperfect.. in lyf too..
Last month I got dis tattoo done on ma ryt ankle which flaunts the symbol of success in Chinese.. ever since d day dis tattoo came into ma lyf, I’ve been hitting everything but success.. to an extent dat I started believing in d superstition of inauspicious things having adverse effect on people’s lyf. 1 person actually suggested me to get rid of it since success should not be kept at foot n it’s a bad sign (will bring negativity in lyf).. but den afterthoughts made me realise, given an option I’ll chose not to otherwise.. simply because wen I got dis done, my interpretation of it was logical enough.. that it will lead me (help me walk) towards success.. it may not be d wisest of interpretations.. it myt even be an imperfect decision.. but now dat I’ve already chosen my stance.. I better stick by it.. come to think of it, normally every1 enjoys perfection.. for a change one shud try enjoying their imperfection too.. hence, I decide to enjoy my imperfection n make people wonder (even jealous of the fact that) how impeccably I’m doing the job..
The attitude wid which 1 carries himself/herself is more important than their weaknesses.. I’ve seen people who r ashamed of their scars. They try to hide it n pretend to people what they are not. Once a frnd had confided in me a dark secret of her lyf.. even after trying not 2 judge her I often used 2 end up judging her for her actions, but ever since I got 2 know of her scars I felt so proud of her for surviving all this. Scars r not the end result of a failure.. it’s a reminder of one’s courage, ability to take risk n survive it all through. Scars make u imperfect. But imperfect is beautiful too. Since beauty lies in d eyes of the beholder, to those who r way creative, scars will appear to be the beauty spot on their personality.
Imagine how dull wud it be if we woke up in d morning & find all dew drops organized in a routined manner on the leaves, if those waves came only till a certain point on the sea shore n if our hair never got entangles wen d wind blew against our faces?? Seriously, wat adds to the fun part amidst the monotony of lyf is this unsorted, impulse, random n imperfect ways of being.. mystery over history is always more alluring.
Few say luv is imp in lyf.. I think receiving luv is only a bonus.. (watching/reading a gud luv story helps too :P).. but its equally imp to fall in luv wid urself in the first place.. loving one’s own imperfections wid pride.. n appreciating others’ imperfections with respect.. Lyf will be more than perfect wen 2 imperfect people try 2 fit in their assorted pieces of puzzle together n attempt 2 build something out of the box that astonishes the world & amuses the wise, ain’t it?
I’m glad I’m imperfect (for I’ve scope of inventiveness) n I’m proud 2 pronounce I’m totally in luv wid it. Pick ur call!!
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every new post of urs continues to amaze me even more... soon enuf i ll come to u begging for your time n lessons!
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