The perfectionist is bound to be a neurotic, he cannot enjoy life, until he is perfect. And perfection as such never happens, it is not in the nature of things. Totality is possible, perfection is not possible.
Falling in love you remain a child; rising in love you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love - now you are love.
Looking back in my life, the most significant person in my life, reading whose books made me as I am today, is OSHO. This blog, dedicated to Osho with love, is a way to share the life and experience I live daily with others.