I am not a perfectionist

I am not a perfectionist

When I fold towels, I always match the corners

When I do my bed in the morning I make sure the sheets are flat without any bump

When I cut vegetables, I cut them all in same size

Sometimes I cut paneer in triangles

I don't cut fruits.

I eat them just like that.

I am not a perfectionist

I fail…

I fail with love

I fail…

to understand

to bridge the gap

to take the first step

to rekindle the spark

to love again.

And the worst of all is

when I fail

terribly

to be

myself.

Sometimes it is alright to fail. Not everything works every time, isn't it?
It is alright to break free at times

to go on a blind date and kiss in the middle of the road.

to raise your hand and say – Yes, I am in love again!

It is okay to hold back 

It is okay to keep thoughts confined

Listen, stop!

Stop aligning the stars.

How much more should I break myself trying to piece together what is broken?

It is alright to give up.

Yes, it is absolutely alright

not to be a perfectionist

and fail.