There is no such thing as a perfect moment or a perfect experience.
Things are always the way they are its our attitude that makes any moment look perfect or imperfect.
Many a times I gave found imperfect moments most pleasing and everlasting..
While I was going to my tuitions in 12th Grade, a friendly dog came over me and jumped, pawing my T-shirt with wet mud. It had just rained and stopped, so just imagine how would it feel?
But somehow it was a loveable experience..
I have never received such love ever, even though all the overwhelming affection soiled my clothes , I kind of felt good.. I went to tuition with all those muddy pawed prints on me just as they were without caring about what people thought of me.
Chords in the circle of life 