There was a man who remained bachelor his whole life because he was in a search of a perfect woman. When he was 70 somebody asked,"You have been travelling and travelling -from New York to Delhi, from Delhi to Rome, from Rome to London, and you have been searching. Could you not find a perfect woman? Not even one?"
The sad old man replied,"Yes, once I did. One day, long ago, I came across a perfect woman."
The inquirer asked,"Then what happened? Why didn't you get married?"
The old man replied with a lower tone,"What to do? She was looking for the perfect man."
When looking for perfection in others, how blind you are to your own imperfection.
