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Finding Flaws

We know the fact that, 'Nothing is perfect' and maybe this can be one reason why we go forth trying to find flaws in other's and make a comparison on how it is not Perfect.

As human's we are to make mistakes and the person who does not make one, must be God himself. We  are bound to fall down and we are capable of standing up again and going forward. Not everyone is exceptionally outstanding in everything they do, similarly not everyone is unacceptably worse, all of us are blessed and gifted in our ways. However, sometimes we fail to keep up with the reality of people's inability of being ideal, and we  begin to ignore it, we start pointing at them for their flaws, not knowing or not accepting that it is okay not to be perfectly perfect. 

Why are we judgmental, or who are we to judge? Are we ignorant to think about the truth, or are we proud enough to not realized it all?
Or, is it because we were to look for things that doesn't have flaws in them?
Why not accept that the world is not about seeking for perfection, rather it is more about accepting whatever is given to us.
We are not here for a competition of who look best, or who does best, it is more of how we deal with life's insufficient satisfaction.

We cannot point our fingers at people and at their shortcomings just because they are not able to carry off some of the things which they are/may not be good at. Stop trying to look out for their weakness, we have our own downfall to look at. In some or the other ways we are either blessed with one or just few things all together, so why not spend that amount of time on our own self and fix it, rather than searching for all those little defects in others. I bet it will makes us a lot happier and satisfied on knowing our own shortcomings. It will be a bliss to know about our weakness and mend them.
Everyone has that little foible in us, maybe we can correct it if we stop trying to find one from the rest around. Or maybe
even better if we stop looking for flaws because, if we ponder on it a little deeper we get the whole idea of us been 'Imperfect' in our own way .

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