Public Speaking

Struggles | Speech 7

As a little girl, I loved cartoons. I had a firm belief that I would find the magical lamp. And when I rub it hard, a big blue balloon shaped guy would be flying in my room and waiting to fulfill my wistful wishes. And to your astonishment, I did find one. It was in my grandmother’s old house. I slowly went ahead to get it, very slowly took it in my hands, rubbed the lamp and boom! Can you guess what happened? My cousins entered the room and they couldn’t stop laughing at me and my imagination.

Good evening, contest chair, judges and all those of you who have secretly wished to find the lamp.

Just like any dreamy child, I had 2 goals in my life one academics two, sports. But my belief in wishes, genies and the shooting stars was far more than the clichéd way of achieving success. I thought they can protect me from embarrassment and failure. One night while I was busy with my usual star gazing, to my good luck, I found the shooting star. I quickly closed my eyes and prayed for myself to top in English.

Now came the judgment day and the teacher called out my roll number “Roll No. 23“. I marched with my shoulders high to the teacher expecting my star to have done its magic but to “my surprise”, I flunked. Apparently not studying was more powerful than the shooting star.

3 years later, when I was past all the genies and shooting stars and I started enjoying English literature, I scored the maximum in my class.

Now during my early schooling years, I was a FAT KID and not the fancy kind of fat we crib about now but to put it to shape, if people resemble a cylinder, I resembled a sphere, I was a cute chubby kid (PICTURE- PROP). In school, people used to love the games period but for me it was a nightmare. I was the last one to be picked for a football team and the only reason they would ever pick me up was if they actually needed a football.

I used to believe one wish could help me, but I was wrong. I wished I was slimmer, I wished I was like Tendulkar because he was the only sportsman I knew & I wished to be better than every person I saw. A new day, a new benchmark, a new wish.

But 12 years forward, just a couple of weeks back I won the marathon, 2 months ago I hit the winning runs for the infy cricket team.

Going 5 years back, when I was preparing for my MBA entrances, there was this guy who was the superman of mathematics ……… and I was struggling with Maths. He gave me a lot of attention which led me to doing the same. A heart shaped balloon starting inflating in my mind and I placed both of us in that cocoon. After a good 10 months of living in that balloon, I found him drifting away. I called him, got a message “the number you are trying is busy” *toon toon toon*. I called again, the same. I dropped a message *hand gesture 10*. Now I could see a pin with the wings of a devil flying towards my heart shaped balloon bursting it away and leaving me berserk. I had a flashback. My laughing cousins, the school sports period and every little silly moment of mine.

But again fast forwarding 3 years where I made myself the woman and even the man of my dreams, he called back, all chatty and dreamy but this time we had our laughs he fell for me and even I fell for…. Well myself.

We all have struggles and we all make wishes. We all wish life was simple. We all wish that we were richer and better. And the tragedy is we all judge by a win or loss. Success is overrated. And so are almonds. Just like success doesn’t give you much to learn, almonds don’t make you wise. What makes you learn is failure. Failure is not easy, in fact they will make you worse before they make you better. But I still say fail, I bless that you fail and I ask you to wish me failure. Because I know wishes won’t work but failures most likely would. And if they do, those failures would make me stronger than ever before because the only rule in life is to not quit. And now I am ready for it. Are you?

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