The Joys of Mediocrity :: Personal Narrative

The Joys of Mediocrity why do I tactile sensation fat? Why is the shape of my face not proportional to my consistency? Why do I ware so many pimples? Why is my nose that big? You and I have, at some point, grumbled like this -- it could have happened last month, last week, or even just five proceedings ago We never forgave ourselves for those flaws in our physical structure called imperfections. Most of us strive to become the individual of what fashion magazines, movies, or pop gardening in general proclaim as the ideal physique of man. The sheik ideal meant good looks, prominence of height, well-toned bodies, and the like. Lacking in one or much of these qualities suggests that you arent qualified to be with the elite who dominate the world because the world considers them beautiful and glamorous -- simply, they are perfect. So we do what we can to prove them wrong. Its aristocratical to see because its everywhere around us. Ladies copy the latest fashion trend, man men attempt to look and act what they think is the in thing. And theres always the salmon pink products and modern technology to work everything else out. No, nothing wrong with doing these -- every person has the right to do so. The question is For what real purpose is it about? Has high society been so judgmental, so vainglorious that it casts its eyes down to anyone who doesnt meet their expectations? Do we have to punish ourselves-by not valuing time, money, and self-worth-for something only temporary? Imperfection is normal. No one escapes it-not even the most well-bred. We are only human. Or in a more philosophical sense perhaps we were meant to be created this way, to comprise what we have and what we dont have. When you closely look at it, imperfection is not much(prenominal) a big deal. Its what thats in you that truly counts. Does perfection even come through? Most of the greatest people that ever lived were recognized for their remarkable achievements , not for how they look like. And besides, if all in this world were perfect, nothing will be regarded with appreciation anymore. A flaw actually makes an object look more appealing and precious, because you see the finer features beneath.