A SUCCESSFUL FAILURE..

It is said that every failure is a stepping stone towards success but in my case it was something different. My every failure lead to another failure and this is how my life moved ahead.
My father always wanted me to be a successful soccer player. He wanted to prove to others what if he couldn’t make it his son would definitely make it as a good soccer player. I started out at a very young age with my father giving me the training. Everybody felt that I was the best in my age. My school days went through in learning the basics of the game. After passing out my 12th I decided to enter into the field of media since I wanted to be a journalist. The course required my full attention and commitment but at the same time I was also selected to play for a top soccer club of the city. My father thought that I was capable enough to do both things at a time. So I started out with both. In the beginning every thing was going normal. After every passing day things started getting hectic. I was flooded with projects which I had to submit within a given period of time. In afternoon I had to attend my classes and in evening I had to go through with my rigorous soccer training. It was getting difficult for me to handle. I was not able to complete my projects but anyhow I passed out my first year. On the other hand soccer was also getting tough for me. I couldn’t handle the pressure at the top level; my game performance had started declining. Dad told me that performance can go up and down and we also need to cope up with the pressure. My second year as a media student was more difficult, I finally came at a point of choosing either my studies or my game and I decided to go with the latter. I enrolled myself in commerce stream and tried to concentrate only on my game. My two valuable years had already got wasted and again I couldn’t give my second year commerce exams due to the soccer matches being conducted at the same time. My college friends were way ahead of me. Some had even started earning. Where they were earning 20000 to 25000 monthly I was still completing my education and playing soccer which fetched me few bucks. Anyhow I passed out my final year exams and now wanted to join a company and start earning but for that I had to leave my game. My dad was strictly against the idea of working he wanted me to continue with the game. After playing for almost five years in the top division I still wasn’t earning much. It was getting de motivating for me. I tried to explain this to my dad but he was in no mood to listen. Going against my dad was out of question so I had to stick with the game. My interest in the game had started to decline I was just playing for father. Day by day things were getting frustrating for me and one fine day I secretly went for an interview for a BPO company. After being selected I told this to my dad and he was really annoyed with me but later on he gave me permission to go ahead and do the job but only if I also continue playing. I agreed even though it was not possible to do two things at a time. My practice sessions were now being cut down because of my job timings but I had to take an off for my matches. Taking an off on job training was against the company rules and I was breaking the rules because there was no other choice, match was also important. The company thought that I had a casual attitude towards the job and so they warned me twice and the third time I was thrown out. I had yet again failed.
I couldn’t be a successful journalist
I couldn’t be a successful soccer player
I couldn’t be a successful employee
But I can surely call myself a successful failure.