How the Fear of Failure Fails You
Three months before my farewell, and three months before my board exams, I was on Pinterest, looking for lehengas. Our school had a tradition of honouring two people, a girl and a boy with the title of Ms. And Mr. CV at the farewell event. I wanted that title more than anything, my final achievement, my swan song before I left school. See, our theme was “Indian Mela” and I was hell bent on being the best dressed at the event. So I browsed through at least 500 designs, patterns and colours, spent hours at shops looking for just the right material. The judgment criteria also had a catwalk as a part of the process. So I chose my song and practiced my walk, yes my 'catwalk’ perfected to every last step 30 days before the event. I was so afraid of losing to anyone, that I worked foolishly harder than anyone. On the D-day, I was so nervous that I turned at the wrong beat and my entire sequence was ruined. What’s worse was my arch-nemesis won Ms.Cv and she just showed up on stage and di