There is no notion in the world as misleading and doubly as promising as perfection. We love people in our lives, and we love people to help them permeate through our life like our favorite perfumes and we eventually settle with the thought that with all the ensuing peace and contentment, this situation could be nothing short of perfection.

Truth is, perfection is a feeling – a feeling that there is nothing wrong, no treatment ever shoddy, no care ever incomplete, no expectation ever unmet. The fact of the matter, or rather, matter-of-fact truth is that perfection is an impression we accept of people, situations, accomplishments. Perfection, therefore, is free of errors and mistakes because it overlooks them; it makes people judgment-proof, clean as sandalwood, revered as a temple floor.

Perfection is faith.