The first and foremost criteria that I had for finding a
partner had always been, “Ingriji ta jantehobe”.
The first boyfriend that I ever had, the first man that I ever loved, was in my life for his English first and then for anything else. I was floored and flattered and all over the moon. I could not stop thinking about how perfect his punctuations were or how correctly he quoted Calvin and Hobbes. It was always about English, about English song dedications and English movies. English!
Then seasons passed, he died, I met new people, judged them
all, over English first and then everything else. Till a point where I started
to feel that nobody can ever fill in the void, because no one ever spoke so
yellow, no one ever wrote so pink. It was during one of those phases that I met
this lady named Aparajita and she told me, not to try and find home in someone
who excels the language, rather, try and find home in someone who appreciates
it. Yes, you can always teach them the language but if they like the moon of
science more than the moon of literature, you really will have nothing much to
do. That night so high, somehow changed my entire take on life and love.
So today, this video reminded me of this major life lesson.
The flaws in perfections.
The perfections in flaws.
Thank You
The flaws in perfections.
The perfections in flaws.
Thank You
