As it happens with every one, the events around me were shaping my mental programming. At this stage I came accross a very simple word which set the aim of my life. The word is "talent". I realised that I can do anything but only if I "TRY". The motivation of my parents, my intensity, resistance by the society and my basic instincts used to drag me to every kind of competition. I used to fail in the first attempt but my parents and my sister used to motivate me to "do it again". I used to follow their advice and then ultimately WIN.

I started to enjoy this and after few years I had enough training to "do it" alone and "keep trying" unless I win.

I wanted to join Air Force as a fighter pilot. All my friends were preparing for various competitive exams like engineering and Medical entrance exams. The select NDA (National Defense Academy). My father asked me to fill the forms of Engineering and Medicals as well but I refused. So, he filled the form on my behalf. He asked me to just go in the examination hall and do nothing. My friends were studying at least 14 hours a day for their competitions and on the other hand I was only spending 2 - 3 hours a day and that only on NDA. My teachers were scared that I will faill in the HSC exams and wont get selected in any competitive exams. I cleared HSC with distinction but was not able to qualify any competive exams. I was surprised to see when I received the result os one of the engineering entrance exams. Some of my friends got selected in competitive exams but some of them, from whom we had the highest expectations, were not able to qualify. The minimum score required to get was 90. My breakup for that exam was 43 in chemistry, 2 in Physics and 1 in maths. My father was a P.G.T Chemistry and forcefully taught me some basics of chemistry. If would have given some efforts in Physics and  Maths, I would have been through. Even then I was not sad because I had a feeling that I will do something different. I looked at my friends who were so called "brilliant case" and the whole school was sure that they will get selected but they didnt. All of us sat together to see what everyone has up his sleeves. Some of them were angry and simply not able to accept that they couldnt get selected and some of them had depression. Me??? I was optimistic and see what I want to be. The answer was someone who did something new and different! So whats the point in weeping. Creative Ideas dont come everyday. So, lets get along with the flow of life and keep the creativity up and "dream every night" about what new can be done!.

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