47. The perfect woman
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A ninety-year-old man used to sit every day at the beach from morning to evening, watching people going by.
Another man who noticed this went up to him and asked him, 'What do you actually do sitting here every day?'
The old man replied, 'I am searching for the perfect woman to be my wife.'
The man was simply shocked at this reply and asked him, 'Why did you not search in your youth?'
The old man replied, 'I have been searching since I was twenty years old!'
The man asked, 'And you haven't found her yet?'
'Yes, I did find one perfect woman!', replied the old man enthusiastically.
'Then why didn't you marry her?', asked the man.
The old man replied, 'Because she was waiting for the perfect man!'
When your fantasies are too high, you can never be satisfied with reality. But finally, only reality can fulfil you; no fantasy can fulfil you, because it has to break somewhere, it has to come to an end somewhere.