Friday Fictioneers – The Idea of Perfection

gnarled-tree

 

It was spring. Trees were weighed down with leaves and flowers bloomed all around.

“I am looking for somebody perfect” said Nikhil as he returned the photo to the marriage broker.

He had advertised in all the matrimonial websites for the ‘perfect’ life partner. So far, he was not satisfied with any of the proposals. He found fault with all of them. Nobody was good enough for him. However, he never bothered to do a self-check and his mother fed his ego. Though Nikhil’s father was a man of reason, he was subdued by their collective voices.

The parents were now gone and Nikhil had turned 45, but he still did not find his bride. Years passed and the trees were drained of leaves, looking empty. So did Nikhil, as he leaned back in his recliner, still waiting for the perfect girl.

This was written for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Thanks to Scott Vanatter for the photo.

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52 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Idea of Perfection

  1. Great story – with a good moral – although it looks like it’s taking Nikhil a long time to learn it!
    Small typo here: ‘So did Nikhil, as leaned back…’ – should it be ‘as he leaned back’?

  2. I think your words “he never bothered to do a self-check” are the pivot here. How can he find the perfect girl for him if he doesn’t know himself? And don’t bother looking for the perfect girl overall; why would she want to be with him? 🙂

  3. oh man, he’ll never find her. love how you have painted a living, breathing character in just 100 words.. i could see what kind of man he is.. not my type of guy.lol

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  5. Great story nightlake. I think the perfect partner is one who complements you, not compliments. Shame he thinks he is perfect already, he must be a lonely fellow. 🙂

  6. Perfection is a nearly impossible thing to achieve…what a sad man. It’s the flaws I find most intriguing about people. Well done and a great lesson.

    Tom

  7. Dear Nightlake,
    I suspect this deluded shnook has a long, fruitless wait ahead of him. Even if he should find the perfect woman she’ll soon see through his shallow exterior. Well done, evocative story. As you can see, it evoked a strong reaction…from me.
    shalom,
    Rochelle

  8. I feel sorry for Nikhil, to have impossible standards and deal with the loneliness that came with it. Your description of the tree, from leafing in the beginning to looking empty at the end, very well matches the mood. Good stuff.

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