Sarath, the perfectionist, painted with careful, controlled strokes, striving for flawless precision. Bhavani, in contrast, let her brush flow freely, her strokes wild and spontaneous, splashing color across the canvas without worry.
As class ended, Sarath looked at his painting neat, but rigid and then at Bhavani’s masterpiece a chaotic explosion of color. He felt a wave of frustration.
“Mine seems so boring,” he thought, doubting his creation.
Bhavani noticed his discontent.
“Why do you look upset? You made something amazing!”
Sarath sighed. “It doesn’t feel good enough.”
With a soft smile, Bhavani placed her hand on his shoulder. “It’s not about perfection, Sarath. It’s about being real. Your painting is just as beautiful as mine because it’s yours.”
Sarath paused, then looked at his work with new eyes. He understood: it wasn’t the perfection that mattered, but the feeling behind it.
Moral:
Embrace your imperfections, they make you uniquely YOU, irreplaceable
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