Perfection

It’s a beautiful word, isn’t it?

Pristine in all its glory.

The true achievement.

The ultimate compliment.

Perfection!

 

It started small,

With a hairstyle or a look,

Nothing could be out of the book. 

 

Only perfection could give her

The adulation her heart desired.

And her journey to perfection thus began. 

 

It gradually became bigger,

With education, friendship and companions,

It even percolated to her work!

Nothing could be imperfect!

No one could be imperfect!

 

Her dreams like those of others,

Were of perfection too,

 

But it was only when she started to walk the path, 

She realised that the journey was far from her perfection.

The journey would have roadblocks, 

The journey would have failures,

Each would bring her a new lesson.

 

Overwhelmed, she felt!

How could I fail, she said!

No! It's best I never try!

I cannot stumble!

I would much rather never walk!

 

But then perfection stole something dear to her heart, 

Her dreams to a different path.

She could no longer be on this journey

But the thought of a new one was terrifying!

Oh, the failures!

Oh, the struggles!

Oh, the time!

Oh, losing what is mine!

 

But she decided to take the plunge!

Lose herself in the sea of danger

Hustle to win each day!

Hustle to lose too!

Focus on the journey than the end

 

It was tough for her

But then she realized, 

The moon was far from perfection.

And yet its beauty was unparalleled!

 

I will learn something, she said,

I will learn to be imperfect!

Because she knew, perfection was adulation,

But imperfection was freedom!