Perfection

Do we have to be perfect for people to love us? I don’t think so. In my opinion perfection comes when we are missing something – that wholeness is not there. When a person has everything – they will never know what it’s like to yearn, to hope, to dream – he’ll never know the joy of having someone who loves him, give him something he’s always wanted but never had.

Isn’t there wholeness about a person who is brave enough to let go of his unrealistic dreams. Isn’t there wholeness about a person who has learnt that he or she can go through a tradegy and still survive, who can lose someone and yet still feel alive, who can go through the worst and still come through intact?

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