ideal vs reality

after my FP lect, we 4 guys went for dinner and had quite a chat at the canteen, mostly about girls. one of them commented that he's not sure whether he wanna marry his gf or not. he loves her, but he knows she's not the ideal girl that he wants. that's why he's having second thoughts. or is it, first thoughts?

i always have the idea that reality will always lose out to ideal, for ideal, is the same as perfection. practise makes perfect, but nothing is perfect. in reality, you can only go that near to perfection. and who is to say, that one's measure of perfection would change as time goes by? maybe now, having a good figure is a plus plus. maybe later on, knowing how to cook is a plus plus more than just cup size.

reminded me of a story that i read somewhere on net before.
it's about a boy, who was told to walk through the garden, and pick up the most beautiful flower. sounds easy? now here's the deal, the little boy can only pick up one flower, and he can only walk thru the garden once. so if he chose this particular one and pick it up along the way, he can no longer choose anymore.

as the boy walked thru the garden, he saw a pretty one that stood out among the rest. but he thought to himself, maybe there's one that is prettier down the road. so he continued on. true enough, a prettier one came along. but, the same thought came to mind again. he continued his one-way journey. this goes on and on, until he came to the end of the garden, but surprisingly, with a flower in his hand.

this is an analogy to what happen in our life. time only flow in one direction; we can only grow older. as we live thru our lives, there would be people coming in and out. some will catch our eyes, most will not. and for those who did capture our attention, how do we know who is the best partner for us? will there be someone better in future, who will cross our path, fall in love with us, and then live happily together? no one knows for sure.

of cuz this is just simplifying the whole situation of finding your partner. there are certainly other factors that play a part in the big picture. the commitment towards one another, the amount of time together, family influence, etc.

but the main message i'm trying to get at, at least for myself, is that love is part destined, part 'decisioned'. i meet a girl, i fall in love with her - destiny. but to finally settle down, propose to her, get married, try not to look at other girls, start a family, have kids with her - 'decisioned'.

maybe becuz i haven't met a girl that makes me go so crazy that i don't even have to decide on anything. perhaps then it's all natural, all pre-destined. well, i'm just waiting patiently, like today at the stupid clinic which mentioned 45 min waiting time and i waited for more than 1.5 hrs.

friday's here. no lessons, and looking forward to batam.