One could have read fifty books on obstacles and the importance of perseverance, but in the face of a challenge, it remains a herculean task to make efforts to overcome them.
Ever since I was a child, I’d relied extensively on my sincerity and dedication to excel at academics- and not without good reason- it had worked rather well in my favour. However, disillusionment had to come knocking at some point, and come it did, only blasting instead of knocking.
After Class XII, I took up chartered accountancy, psychologically comforted by my knack for accountancy and a budding interest in taxation. I enjoyed studying what the course had to offer, and couldn’t wait to start my articleship. However, my excitement wouldn’t translate into something tangible anytime soon- I hadn’t cleared the Group 2 of the IPCC Papers. My first taste of failure, and I struggled to digest the bitter reality. For what seemed like a very long time, I questioned each one of my abilities, my confidence shattered. Even in those difficult and trying times, I knew that wallowing in self-pity would get me nowhere, but convincing myself to get up and moving to work harder than I had all my life did not come easy. It was my mother who stood by me like my Rock of Gibraltar, prodding me to take failure in my stride, and use it to put in more efforts.
It took me many sleepless nights of self-evaluation, deciding on a course of action that worked best for me, not letting the feeling of failure consume me, but I managed to do it and clear the exams.
A bundle of nerves when articleship started, I quickly learnt to trust both my abilities and the will of God. Articleship treated me well, and I trained under one of the most sought after Chartered Accountants in Central India.
For what earlier seemed like nothing more than a romantic notion, today, I can vouch for challenges adding to one’s personality. I know now, that even in moments that it seems impossible to resurface, come back stronger, I will.
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