We all try hard to be perfect in various ways. Doing
our jobs perfectly, no matter how much we hate them to be honest, we want our
homes to look perfect, irrespective of the endless hours and the mental trauma
we go through cleaning it all day, our kids should be perfect and all rounder even
if we push them hard into things, relationships are very delicate but we show
them absolutely flawless and the list goes on and on…………..but wait, for whom
and why do we make them look so perfect, yet unreal?
What bothers is the fact that we do this all and much
more, intentionally. Social media is one big major factor that we crave for
showing our perfections to the other around us. Earlier there was a time when
people used to hide their happy moments left to be cherished within the
confines of life. But now we are living in an ultra modish era that offers us
ample opportunities to portray the best out of us which at time saves us crave
for that sort or perfection in every aspect of our life, making us struggle
real hard all day long, rush through the facts of life, trying to display
things that look surreal and great.
Starting with ourselves for that matter, it is
important for us to look great by all means. All of us thrive towards looking
lean, with the best of outfits, most established brands, great make up and what
not. There is no harm in maintaining oneself, however we need to see the border
wherein we try to world harder that we actually should, can’t we just be real?
Each of us have some of the unique charms in our
appearances that makes us look and feel good, we should highlight the same and
stay beautiful and real. All week long, we struggle enough for our homes to
look great, over-looking the time we had to spend with family being used to
make the things around sparkle and clean. This time belonged to our family and
kids to love; cherish and spend happy times together and enhance the bond
between us. So are we being real here?
We spend more than half of our lives re-collecting
perfection in all the endeavors we deal with. We crave and thrive hard to put
our best step out and that too, perfectly crafted for the others to talk about
it, cherish and adore it, which is again a fake aspect that we like. Even if
the other claim being happy about our perfection and success, while they really
are not, is again an unreal and ugly truth of life. But the worst part is that
we already know about this fact, but we disagree accepting it, the facts and
the truth, hereby being perfect here as well……why, well it remains unanswered,
largely!
“Who
Am I”
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