It is an irony of life where everyone expects every soul to be perfect in every way. Perfection has become a gradual desire in every human being. It becomes so intense that at times one can’t determine what’s real and what’s not anymore. People have lost their sense of reality, their uniqueness and their love for one’s self. Every girl desires to be like the perfect cover girl, etc. 

I would never deny the fact that I have aspired for perfection. Perfect hair, perfect face, perfect skin, and perfect life.  But in the end it became disappointing when none of it was attained. So, today I'am embracing the imperfection in me. So who cares if i sometimes get frizzy-dry hair, undying eye bags and bloated tummy what is important is I get the chance to wake up everyday and savor life itself. =)