Recently I have started working in a NGO that paves a way for a
better future of the orphans and the kids in the shelter homes. I have always
loved teaching; it is something that I have been doing forever; it is my ray of
hope during the bleak months of work pressure.
But that is not enough for me. I wanted to do something creative, something more than teaching. So I decided to apply for the mentor post. Between the huge load pressure of the upcoming SAT and fulfilling my dreams of going abroad, I gave it a fair try.
However, at the last minute I got to know that I have not been
given the post. I felt defeated and sad. I was confident that I will get the
post.
But that is not enough for me. I wanted to do something creative, something more than teaching. So I decided to apply for the mentor post. Between the huge load pressure of the upcoming SAT and fulfilling my dreams of going abroad, I gave it a fair try.
I never had a smooth life. I have seen people fulfilling their
dreams without even trying hard for it, but my life has appraised, during every
experience, my perseverance and courage.
I don't know why but this failure has affected me more than any
other. This rejection was not only me not getting the mentor post but also a
powerful slap on my skills as a teacher.
I am having a foreboding feeling that I have failed myself.
This huge burden of worthlessness has infiltrated each and every corner of my heart; since then it is ruthlessly playing with my peace of mind.
This huge burden of worthlessness has infiltrated each and every corner of my heart; since then it is ruthlessly playing with my peace of mind.
And I am rendered helpless by its merciless cruelty.
dnt take it so hard...i have been trying to publish my novel for 3 years...i tried making a complex short film but failed but made another which also face quite some hiccups...tried 3 functions bit in the 4th staged my 2 creations so dnt give up...best of luck
ReplyDeleteyou are a fighter...I must say...I too had my fair share of failure...but this one just hit me hard...probably because I am attached to teaching more than I thought...
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