Complete Imperfection.


sufism

“No matter who we are or where we live, deep inside we all feel incomplete. It’s like we have lost something and need to get it back. Just what that something is, most of us never find out. And of those who do, even fewer manage to go out and look for it.”                                                                                                                      – The Forty Rules of Love, Elif Shafak.

The human race struggles to survive in quite a palliative fashion, and this cycle of sorts creates potions that conceives elegies defying the ruling of the heart.

We get up every morning to repeat the same circuit. The absence of that sparkle, that drive to conquer the world is so palpable, that you find yourself giving up. You are crippled. You look around yourself only to fall deeper into the quicksand of self-pity and bitterness.
Your colleagues and peers have smiles glorifying the freshness on their faces. They are happy, you think. Their laughter has the twinkle of fun. Their walk has the confidence of contentment. Their eyes have the sparkle that makes you grip envy.

But you are so wrong. You are so caught up in the stable turbulence of your enigmatic life that you are deaf to the silent dysphoria of others.
It just does not occur to you that may be, their laughter is their  gloom in disguise.
It just does not occur to you that may be, it’s a false sense of security that they are upholding in the name of ancient human pride.
It just does not occur to you that may be they are the phoenix that is reborn everyday.
It just does not occur to you that their life can also be an example of the  imperfection that you so detest.

Why do you have to run after perfection? What is so wrong with the idea of accepting imperfection in every sense of the world? In our struggle for perfection, why do we forget that as ironic as it may sound, acknowledging, accepting and appreciating imperfections is a less called for, but an important way to attain that much applauded status.
There is imperfection in perfection and there is perfection in imperfection.

Incomplete perfection or complete imperfection?

It’s surprising how the obloquy that you find yourself cloaked in is only visible to you. Perhaps because it is the illegitimate progeny of your own sinful self-pity.

The lamp illuminating the pages of your book as you settle down to feed your soul, is only a lamp. It will illume the words that you are so hungry to gobble, but it will not rekindle the fire of ambition, of productivity, of happiness. Only you can, if you want.

“There are more fake gurus and false teachers in this world than the number of stars in the visible universe. Don’t confuse power-driven, self-centered people with true mentors. A genuine spiritual master will not direct your attention to himself or herself and will not expect absolute obedience or utter admiration from you, but instead will help you to appreciate and admire your inner self. True mentors are as transparent as glass. They let the Light of God pass through them.”
The Forty Rules of Love, Elif Shafak.

I will not utter the blasphemy of aspiring to be perfect because long ago, I was taught to strive to complete myself, to aim for sincere respect and not appreciative acceptance. The mirror was held in front of me, and I was told to recognize, appreciate and admire my ‘inner self’. And I was lost in the maze of trying to do exactly that. And then just like I was taught how to talk, I was taught how to breathe. I was taught how to let this ‘Light of God’ pass through me. And I am grateful for that. To have someone to push you to the best of your abilities, is a rare blessing because we inhabit a fertile land where the seeds of your inner passion are left without water, and where the scent of your flowers is measured by the wordly successes certifying your abilities. And to ignore and brusquely block that light is a childish way of seeking revenge for the injustices inflicted upon you by the world.

This journey towards being the best of yourself is not going to be without bumps. But if you have been shown the path, if you have been given the vehicle, then curb that heavy, incarcerating ego and embrace this seraph like blessing, and forget to frown at sincere honesty.

Accept the Light of God before you become the Light of God.

 

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