Of the many many things wrong with our world, the one that stands out is our emphasis on perfection, even though, we know none of us are perfect.

If perfection didn't matter, make-up wouldn't exist. Filters on Instagram would be quite useless.  

If perfection didn't matter, we would not fall over ourselves trying to tell the world how much we love each other. There would be no such thing as a perfect love story. There would be no ideal couple. There would be no "made for each other".

If perfection didn't matter, we would not judge anyone, for anything. We would make peace with our faults and other's faults. And live in the joy that we are not A+.

If perfection didn't matter, we would not make small talk with anyone. Just enjoy the awkward silence of two introverts meeting each other and not knowing what to say.

To the world though, perfection matters. So, in a weirdly, twisted, complicated way, we try to put ourselves out there, with garbs of perfection on us. Every moment, from when we walk out of the house.

But you know what makes it all worth it? 

That at the end of the day, you can remove all those garbs and be imperfect - in halloween themes pyjamas and a t-shirt that's fading in color. 
Tie your hair up in a bun. Wear snoopy socks. 
Watch Notting Hill for the umpteenth time. 
Make "zucchini fritters" that get burnt to death. 
Be a maniac and talk to your plants in the balcony. 
Avoid folding the washed clothes for 3 days. Let the pile build up to an Everest. 
Judge someone and not be judged.

Because you have someone who has accepted you with all your imperfections. And you have accepted them with theirs.

You can stop pretending.

Maybe, together, you are not all that the world assumes - the perfect couple, always in sync. But, in your imperfections, you are perfect. For each other.

I think, we need to start selling imperfection more. Beyond the cheesy pre-wedding shoots and candid photos from weddings lie that which we bare when we remove those garbs of perfection. How much do you love someone's imperfection?

Or as Robin William says in Good Will Hunting, those aren't imperfections. 


Sean (Robin Williams): My wife used to fart when she was nervous. She had all sorts of wonderful little idiosyncrasies. She used to fart in her sleep. I thought I’d share that with you. One night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up and went, “ah was that you?” And I didn’t have the heart to tell her.

Will (Matt Damon): She woke herself up? Haha!

Sean: Ah…! But Will, shes been dead for 2 years, and that’s the stuff I remember: wonderful stuff you know? Little things like that. Those are the things I miss the most. The little idiosyncrasies that only I know about: that’s what made her my wife. Oh she had the goods on me too, she knew all my little peccadilloes. People call these things imperfections, but they're not. Ah, that’s the good stuff.


So, yeah, its the good stuff.

Happy 3rd anniversary, Sherlock. We are imperfect. But we are happy about that, aren't we?

*Insert toothy grin*


  1. Happy Happy Anniversary!
    About the post, let's just say it made me forget how mad I am with the Dude about certain 'imperfections' (or should I say peccadilloes) in his current attitude :D

    1. Thank you Thank you! :)
      And peccadilloes! :D That made me laugh!

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