IGNITE: A Successful Failure Case Study
IGNITE- A Successful Failure
Heet
This was it. The IGNITE test, for which I had been preparing for months, for which my parents had tirelessly worked hard towards, had finally approached. On the 23rd of March, 2017, I stood in front of a gymnasium as daunting as a horror house from a thriller movie, praying my incontrovertibly futile wishes to the God.“ May the god be with you son, all the best of the wishes”, were my dad’s last words before a tall, blond lady dressed in the Glenunga International High School uniform directed us to a large, blue building not too far away. While nervously walking on a meticulously well paved footpath, my heart had given me beats in the form of shocks which still resonate within me. Entering the building, my …show more content…
Both were harder than I had expected, though”
“Oh, really? Well, did you miss any questions?
“Yes, I did, unfortunately. About five or so in both tests”
“Oh, that’s not good news. Anyways, sit down”
After the short ride to home, during which none of us had spoken anything, we had arrived home and had silently ate our lunch.
After that, I had marked the day of results of the Calendar. 2 months. It was just two months away.
Time had passed much more quickly than I had expected. On the 23rd of June, my grandma had ran to the front door, her hands holding a large, white envelope.
“These are your results, Heet. Open them quickly”
Tearing through the envelope, I had nervously opened the parchment. Again, I had prayed wishes to the almighty. I opened the papers inside, and read through the complicated graphs containing my results. Before anything else, I firstly looked for the aggregate column, which was my averaged rank. My heart sank down as I found my aggregate rank to be 215. The school only accepted the first 100, and so I hadn’t succeeded the test. I felt destroyed. Soon, my dad called and asked me about the results.
“What happened, Heet? Did you pass? Say …show more content…
I didn’t eat lunch because I had just not felt like eating.
How did I do so badly?
Why? Why did I not get in?
I had practiced so hard. Then why, why in god’s name did I not succeed in IGNITE?
These questions poured through my mind like water into a jug. And they would continue to for months. Even now that I think of it, I can’t believe it. Despite this unbelieving failure, there is one, if only one, thing which I think has come out good. That is, I have learnt what it is like to fail. Before, I had never encountered such a failure. Throughout the next few days, relatives would call, and even visit, asking about my results. I still am unable to express my feelings in words… However, I have now learnt to rise up after a failure; to be not so devastated after any major failure, as everything happens for good. My dad had, after seeing my devastated feelings, told me a renowned quote from an Indian author:
“If it goes according to your wish, then it’s good. However, if it doesn’t go according to your wish, then consider it to be even better, as it is then going according to God’s wish, and God would never think bad of his
Heet
This was it. The IGNITE test, for which I had been preparing for months, for which my parents had tirelessly worked hard towards, had finally approached. On the 23rd of March, 2017, I stood in front of a gymnasium as daunting as a horror house from a thriller movie, praying my incontrovertibly futile wishes to the God.“ May the god be with you son, all the best of the wishes”, were my dad’s last words before a tall, blond lady dressed in the Glenunga International High School uniform directed us to a large, blue building not too far away. While nervously walking on a meticulously well paved footpath, my heart had given me beats in the form of shocks which still resonate within me. Entering the building, my …show more content…
Both were harder than I had expected, though”
“Oh, really? Well, did you miss any questions?
“Yes, I did, unfortunately. About five or so in both tests”
“Oh, that’s not good news. Anyways, sit down”
After the short ride to home, during which none of us had spoken anything, we had arrived home and had silently ate our lunch.
After that, I had marked the day of results of the Calendar. 2 months. It was just two months away.
Time had passed much more quickly than I had expected. On the 23rd of June, my grandma had ran to the front door, her hands holding a large, white envelope.
“These are your results, Heet. Open them quickly”
Tearing through the envelope, I had nervously opened the parchment. Again, I had prayed wishes to the almighty. I opened the papers inside, and read through the complicated graphs containing my results. Before anything else, I firstly looked for the aggregate column, which was my averaged rank. My heart sank down as I found my aggregate rank to be 215. The school only accepted the first 100, and so I hadn’t succeeded the test. I felt destroyed. Soon, my dad called and asked me about the results.
“What happened, Heet? Did you pass? Say …show more content…
I didn’t eat lunch because I had just not felt like eating.
How did I do so badly?
Why? Why did I not get in?
I had practiced so hard. Then why, why in god’s name did I not succeed in IGNITE?
These questions poured through my mind like water into a jug. And they would continue to for months. Even now that I think of it, I can’t believe it. Despite this unbelieving failure, there is one, if only one, thing which I think has come out good. That is, I have learnt what it is like to fail. Before, I had never encountered such a failure. Throughout the next few days, relatives would call, and even visit, asking about my results. I still am unable to express my feelings in words… However, I have now learnt to rise up after a failure; to be not so devastated after any major failure, as everything happens for good. My dad had, after seeing my devastated feelings, told me a renowned quote from an Indian author:
“If it goes according to your wish, then it’s good. However, if it doesn’t go according to your wish, then consider it to be even better, as it is then going according to God’s wish, and God would never think bad of his