Rejections/Failures — Part and Parcel of Life

Do you feel dejected owing to your recent failure or because someone dumped you just to start afresh with someone else? Do you feel that such words shouldn’t exist in the dictionary as they make us feel bad and sad? Does the question of tackling failures or rejections haunt you at night and doesn’t let you sleep? Most of us fail to get to grips with the problem of accepting the part that we have failed or have been rejected by someone. Be it relationships, be it job interviews, or be it examinations - rejections/failures have the same effect on every individual. It may seem to you that the problem here is rejection/failure itself but, to be honest, it is not. The problem lies in the fact that we hate failures or rejections. Had Thomas Edison not failed in his attempts of inventing the light bulb, he would have not come up with an efficient solution. When you fail you come up with more efficient solutions to help you get through. Rejections/Failures do not always mean that you haven’t worked hard to achieve your goal. Sometimes it just points out that the particular thing is not good or meant for you. Moreover, if you keep on succeeding, you will not know what failures taste like and will never be able to learn how to tackle one if you encounter one in the later stages of your life. Every time I write something, I use examples/personal experiences as a modus operandi to make others comprehend in a better way. I  am going to do the same here as well. 

When I was a kid, I used to see others fly planes made out of paper. I got fascinated by the fact that a paper plane could fly. One day I was sitting on one of the benches in my class when I tore off a small page from my school notebook and started experimenting on my own. Although my early attempts were futile and led me nowhere yet they taught me a crucial lesson. A lesson to never give up and to keep trying until you succeed. After a bunch of futile attempts, I employed a new strategy. A strategy of observing others and listening to others. A day came when I did it again and although I was able to turn the piece of paper into a plane yet it didn’t fly. I came to know that my approach was right but I didn’t fold the paper properly. My friend devoured half of my lunch in exchange for a paper from his notebook. While everyone was enjoying his/her repast I was busy in my attempts of making an airplane. I was so eager to fly it that I didn’t notice the class teacher entering the premises. I released the paper plane from my hand and it landed on the desk of the teacher. I got both successful and lucky that day as it was a successful attempt and the teacher didn’t see me with the paper plane. Despite repeated failures, I did not give up on the idea of making an airplane and at last, I passed with flying colors.