“Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked Sita. She simply smiled. I repeated my question and she started to blurt out something. I was already lost in my own thoughts by then, oblivious to what was happening around me.It seemed like a while ago when he had entered into my life. Eight months and twenty two days to be precise. I did not want a new entrant who could potentially disturb the harmony that I had created around me. He was different; he did not follow a methodology. He had seen me somewhere and he later revealed that he had felt an instant connection. He simply had to pursue this. I did not know if I could consider myself lucky or just go with the flow. I did not make a choice; I just went with the flow.
We exchanged the stories of our life and indulged in endless discussions. Our discussions varied from our childhood stories, family pressures on our choice of our careers and so on. We also discussed our past relationships and our varied experiences resulting from it. Our conversations moved on from sharing aspects of ourselves as we gradually started to talk about our daily routines. We often had a lot of brick bating sessions on some of our common acquaintances followed by mindless conversations to make the other laugh. It was a perfect friendship.
Can perfection be attained?
I think perfection is an ongoing process and we are always striving for it.
It’s like diabetes. You have to maintain the right levels of sugar in order to be fit.
In fact, perfection has to be maintained once something beautiful has been created. Perfection is a relative concept and it is defined distinctly by the individual mind.
Sadly, the definitions of perfection for both of us varied. We reached a state of equilibrium, but always drifted as we lacked clarity of each others expectations. My extreme emotions of love and hate disturbed us immensely which resulted from my lack of clarity. Yet, we always got back together as if we were tied to each other by an umbilical chord leading to an eternal connection.
Perfection doesn’t last forever. So didn’t our perfect friendship. Were we ever perfect? Is perfection defined by design of one’s destiny? Can we create perfection? According to the Bhagwad Gita, everything we experience is specially designed for us to become better human beings and understand the purpose of our life. Have I understood the purpose of my life and have I become a better human being? Or am I going to be more cynical with each passing day as all the perfection goes down the drain? I don’t know.
Life is a chaos!
Ram entered the class. He threw a chalk at me. I came back to the real world and I looked at Sita who was smiling innocently.
Then my eyes met the butterfly drawn on the board, as Ram went on to explain,
“We think we live in a chaos and perhaps we will never understand the dynamics of it. The truth is that there is no such thing as chance, but patterns we can’t understand. A flapping of a small Butterfly’s wing in the west can cause a tornado in the east. We may spend our entire life wondering what caused it. Chaos has its way; everything and everyone will find their true course.”
