What do you do when you don’t get what you had expected or What you had prayed for five minutes before every exam or What you had prayed for five seconds before receiving your results? It is not an easy question, is it?
For normal average students, the solution is very simple. You mourn your results and move on with life in a couple of days, because let us face it – these results were what people expected anyway- no big deal. You move on with what you have got. These people tend to understand what other students do not- life is not all about the grades you get. For them, the best things in life are free so they- Smile. Laugh. And Love. They know that their self worth is not in their academic grades but in everything that they do as a person. Those who have a relationship with God know Romans 8:28 – All things work together for the good of those who love him, and who have been called according to his purpose. For these special, rare people – If it is not okay, then it is not the end.
Sadly not everyone see life through the eyes of the brave. You are the one doing the catwalk. It is the second time you are making this walk. The first time you completed it successfully, even though everyone expected you to stumble, tumble and fall. The crowd went wild. Fear from competition, shock and shear surprise were plastered on everyone’s faces. The applause went on for weeks even after the show was over. Now you are back there again. You are at the beginning of the catwalk. It is all the same, except… everyone expects you to make it-Even you expect it of yourself. But you don’t.
It takes all the courage you have to stand up from a fall when the whole world expected you to complete the catwalk successfully like you did before. But, how many of us have that much courage? For these people, perfection is all they have ever known. How are they supposed to know how to deal with imperfection if they have never had to deal with it before? Here, I am not referring to little children but people who are almost hitting twenty years in age. The only way they know how to live life is in perfection, in being the best, in being first place. They have never had to deal with failure. Nor do they have the capacity to deal with disappointment. And if that is the case, then – If it is not okay, it is the end. The only solution that they have learned about is suicide. How do they face the world the day after their dismal results? Because it is only a matter of time before even the person at the very back of the auditorium hears of the outcome of the catwalk. It is only too soon when they realized that all the people who used to be nice to them no longer even turning their heads for a greeting.
With daunting realization, standing there with the spotlight on “who you used to be” being drowned out by “who you are now”, you creep you eyes from being fixated on your feet to flicker through the crowd. It’s dark and it’s empty. Not a body in sight. You turn away and almost miss the one granny- looking lady in the back giving you a round of applause. She is the one rose, among the myriads of rotten tomatoes and apples on the stage where you once stood. The curtains roll down on the stage called life.