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.
Waiting for the perfect partner will take forever. You just have to be the perfect lover 🙂
yes:) lol. Thanks for the read and the comment
You’re welcome 🙂
Nobody is perfect 🙂
Ah! Absolutely. If only Nikhil would get the point:) Thanks so much, Yoshiko:)
Welcome, Nightlake
Even I am not perfect and learning 🙂
I believe perfect would be sooooo boring! (That is, if one could ever find it.)
That is true:) btw, it is difficult to be perfect and also find perfection, I think. Thank you for reading, Jan
So true. Nice story.
Thank you very much, Sandra
Very touching, Padmini. I believe there are many such mothers…
yes:) Thank you, Carolyn. haven’t seen your posts for a long time.
No, Padmini… I haven’t the time to devote to a post (at the moment). In the meantime though, I’ll enjoy yours and other favourites… 🙂
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’?
yes, it is. Thank you for pointing it out. have modified. Thank you so much
A fine fable.
Thank you so much and thanks for visiting
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? 🙂
Yes:)) If the right girl rejects him, he would claim that she is imperfect (just to satisfy his pride) Thus, Nikhil leads a lonely life searching for a fantasy girl who probably never exists. Thank you kindly for reading
My thoughts, too, David. Who could possibly live up to Mr. Perfection or would want to even try? I think one of these branches needs to fall on his head and get his mind straightened out.
janet
lol. It is already too late for him:) Thank you for the read and the comment, Janet
lol. Thanks for the chuckle, Janet.
A poetic write. Poor guy may wait forever for the perfect one.
Thank you, Kim
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
The problem for him is that he is not anyone’s type of guy:) Thank you so much for the appreciation, kz
That girl passed him 20 years ago. But he never knew it then and never will.
lucky escape for her though:) Thanks so much for the comment:)
I think even if he finds her, she’s not going to like him much. Great story.
🙂 Thank you, claire
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Thank you for liking this story. Wish you success as well. Peace, Nightlake
Oh, I love this! It’s so beautiful and heart warming. Finding the perfect lover can take years, but it’s so worth the wait!
That is a different view. Thank you kindly for stopping by and sharing your thoughts
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. 🙂
Guess he knows very little of what he wants, but lives in a make-believe world. Thank you so much for stopping by
Lots of stories with the tree as witness to some human event, or in this case, non-event.
Hi, Thank you for reading
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
Thank you very much, Tom
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
a shnook indeed:) Thank you for the wonderful comment, Rochelle and I am glad that the story touched you.
This was perfect, even if your MC was not.
Hi, Thank you for taking the time to read:)
Just as well … who wants to marry a “mama’s boy” anyhow.
lol:) you already know the answer. Thank you, Lora
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.
Though this story might be a little exaggerated, I guess there are people like Nikhil. Thank you so much
A very interesting take.
Hi Dawn, Thank you for visiting and liking
lets hope he wont have to wait forever!
Unless he changes his way of thinking..Thank you for the comment, Sharmishtha