My best friend had these words to say about me, some time back: ‘A perfectionist, he doesn’t accept anything that is below his expectations of himself‘.
Who isn’t a perfectionist? I relate perfection to satisfaction. I don’t like the idea of getting satisfied. I don’t mind getting bored, or getting pained with doing something again and again. But even if I give up on something and move on to something else, I am never able to agree to the fact that I did not have the ability or capability to perfect that ‘something’.
The only constraint to me is the constraint of time. One might beat that. One might not. Time is the only thing that I know I cannot win against. Everything else can be conquered. Everything else can be won. The question to be asked is: how much time are you willing to sacrifice to attain that one thing which you are so sure of attaining. To perfection?
So tell me now. Isn’t each one of us a perfectionist?
Is winning really about winning? To me winning is all about believing that you will win. No matter what. There is nothing greater to the mind. Only a weak mind can lose.