A 10/10?

I was roll number 14 for my new school teacher. I was customer number 25 for a local restaurant. I am someone's second cousin and I am also one amongst the 7 billion people on this planet. I am a lot of numbers, but I've always failed to be a 10/10.
I relate to Nobita on a lot of days. I score a lot of zeroes in my tests, tests of life. Every time I or you judge someone's appearance we fail to learn that we're all pre-made paintings and it's not in our hands to decide what colour goes where. Every time we call someone names, we fail to consider how beautiful their existence is to the people who love them. Every time we comment on someone's nature, we fail to realize the situations they had to face to become what they are.
It's not because of our true self that we can't become a 10/10 but it's because we've always focused on other's actions more than focusing on ours. If only we had spent the number of hours on figuring out what we needed, we wouldn't have to wait for someone else to fix us. I agree that I'm not perfect but if you think you are, stop fooling yourself. The basic problem is that while these numbers define us or give us an Identity, we misuse them to destroy someone else's.
The day you consider other's battles equal to yours and the day you help others to conquer their fears, is the day when a 10 would be less to define you. And don't worry! As the body shrinks and hair gets grey but smiles don't change even at the end of the day. 💯