This is a rough piece. This came to my mind find all of a sudden and I felt like writing a blog post over it.
We are all obsessed with something or the other. And sometimes we don’t even realize it.
I am obsessed with a lot of things and then it kinda vanishes away. Like when I was around 10-11 I was obsessed with stamp collection and just a year earlier with fan fictions and etc etc. But I realized that there is this one obsession that never left me~The obsession with perfection.
I tend to want things to be in an organized way but not all of them. There are some things I don’t care about like my study table which is filled with junk and my unfolded clothes. But when I see the same with others I get irritated. I can’t stand their clothes lying around or their books not kept in a neat pile. Isn’t this strange?
I had mini projects from third semester ( I am in 5th sem as of now) and we had to do make a complete documentation of our project. We worked in teams and when it came to making the documentation, I started to change every little thing. I couldn’t stand a single alphabet not being in the correct format or if an image was not properly placed. Even my code had to be properly indented ( You’d understand if you are a programmer ^_^ ). I realized this habit of mine in my next mini project when I slowly started to change what my teammate had written. I wanted things to be up to mark no matter if no one was going to read it. Even during events in college, if I have some other responsibility I make it a point to keep a tab on publicity, posters and event management. I want everything to be perfect no matter how much I try not to care it’ll end up bothering me.
I have realized that sometimes this habit of mine irritates others and have been trying to bother less. I question myself why I prefer things around me to be so perfect when I am myself so imperfect. Is it my imperfections that lead me to want everything to be perfect? From my childhood to this day, I’ve been taunted both directly and indirectly a lot of times for a lot imperfections in me. I’ve both cried and stood up for myself. But there are a few things which I can never forget. I wonder if my mind has this obsession so that the people will see how perfect everything around me is.
In the end I do know we need to love ourselves and our imperfections and the fact that we are all perfect in our own way.
I just happen to remember these words of Marilyn Monroe (Nothing’s better than to end a post with a quote :D)
“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”