What is perfect? The general definition of everyone around me is : perfect means the best,,the best of everything in this world, but the dictionary slightly disagrees... It says that perfect is "To have all qualities or elements requisite or complete to its nature or kind."Now this is where we've missed out.

To us the definition of perfect means to be the best in everything even if we don't like it.True you have to be good in everything we do but like its said one can only be the jack of all trades yet we try to be the master of everything. Why can't we try to be the master of that one thing we love the most, that one thing in which we know we can scale great heights.Why not?Its because we always either underestimate ourselves or overestimate ourselves.. Its not our fault, its just human nature, we fall into a dark pit of sorrow and misery when we look at ourselves in low regard and reach the seventh sky when someone praises us or motivates us. To be perfect we should first be perfect as ourselves, as our own selves, once we're comfortable in our own skin we start the process of assessing ourselves and start correcting our flaws and thus we start our journey on the path of "perfectness". We should then start shaping the gifts that nature has gifted us, mould it in such a way that your art reaches the highest level of perfection. A level where you need not work anymore on yourself because you're perfect as yourself! Just like Shakespeare, do you think the world's best dramatist would've been the best if he hadn't written all his plays in words that meant the opposite or if he wouldn't have satirically crafted his dialogues erring some of the rules of the English language? I don't think so... Look at Michael Jackson, the King of Pop did not actually have a royal life. True he had all the money in this world but it did not satisfy him, for what he craved for was inner peace, satisfaction, all of which he lost when he lost himself. Had he held onto himself and believed in himself he would die a happy man today. Only if he was not deceived and had fought back to the harsh thought his dad had laid on him, if he hadn't lost his colour or nose, if he hadn't lost himself... He would be perfect as himself... He was perfect as the king of pop but was not perfectly perfect as himself ...

This is exactly what we need to understand : No man can be perfect in this world if he is not perfect as himself! H ow can you be perfect in something you don't have a heart for? But if you try and be perfect in something you know is "you". Then why in the world do you need to try and be perfect? The Heavens know "YOU ARE PERFECT!"