Faliure Stories

"Why is everyone here so happy except me?" "Because they have learned to see goodness and beauty everywhere," said the Master. "Why don't I see goodness and beauty everywhere?" "Because you cannot see outside of you what you fail to see inside." My friend Naeem had a serious motorcycle accident and lost the use of his left hand. "Fortunately I'm right handed," he told me as he adroitly served me a cup of tea. "It's amazing what I can do with just one hand." Despite the loss of his fingers, he learned to fly an airplane in less than a year. But one day, while flying over a mountainous region, his plane had engine problems and crashed. He survived, but was paralyzed from head to foot. I visited him in the hospital. He smiled at me. "Nothing that happens is really of any importance," he said. "What matters is what I decide to do now!"

Ontario's child welfare system is a complex network designed to protect children from abuse and neglect, providing interventions for families in crisis. Its agencies, funded by the provincial government, are tasked with investigating allegations of maltreatment, removing children from unsafe homes, and providing foster care or other protective services. The Child, Youth and Family Services Act (CYFSA) governs the legal framework under which Ontario's child welfare system operates.

Acacia, a large Sandwing assassin has been frowned apon multiple times for being a female assassin. The dragons of her tribe doesn't think she is able to do everything a male can. One mission gets tense, Acacia was sent on a mission to kill an Icewing. She has never killed another dragon from a different tribe. She has always killed Sandwings. It shouldn't be too hard, right?

A renowned Tennis Player, was stricken by HIV from a contaminated blood transfusion which he received during his heart bypass surgery. He was a legendary player. People from all over the world were very sad to hear the news. He received millions of get well soon letters and cards from his fans all over the world. One of the letters read: "It is very sad to know about your illness. Why did God let this happen to you?" The Tennis Player wrote a reply to this fan saying: "Millions of children start playing tennis. Hundreds of thousands of them learn to play proper Tennis. Tens of Thousands of them learn professional Tennis. Thousands of them go to Tennis tournaments around the world. Some 5 thousand make it to Grand Slam and around 100 make it to Wimbledon. Just 4 make it to Semi Finals and 2 to finals and only ONE wins. And I was that ONE out of millions of people around the world. When I was holding the Wimbledon Championship Trophy I never asked God "Why Me?" So I have no right to ask God "why me?" during my times of hardship."

A work colleague and friend invited us to help serve a dinner at Tent City on Mercer Island, Washington, near where we live. A number of tents are set up for the homeless community in that area. Various volunteers supply and serve dinner to the residents on a regular basis. I took my two boys with me who were nine and five at the time. They had a lot of questions because this whole arrangement challenged a number of their common assumptions about how people lived in the world. "Why don't they have homes?" "Why don't they get food the way we do?" We talked through reasons people end up in this type of desperate situation and the importance of a safety net for them. I explained that often the only safety net is others who are more fortunate being willing to share some of their time and resources.

A teacher after the dinner she started checking homework done by the students. Her husband is strolling around with a smart phone playing his favorite game 'Candy Crush Saga'. When reading the last note, the wife starts crying with silent tears. Her husband saw this and asked, 'Why are you crying dear? What happened?' Wife: 'Yesterday I gave homework to my 1st Standard students, to write something on topic -My Wish-.' Husband: 'OK, but why are you crying?' Wife: 'Today while checking the last note, it makes me crying.' Husband curiously: 'What's written in the note that makes you crying?' Wife: 'Listen' My wish is to become a smart phone. My parents love smart phone very much. They care smart phone so much that sometimes they forget to care me.

A short tale of failure

During a research experiment a marine biologist placed a shark into a large holding tank and then released several small bait fish into the tank. As you would expect, the shark quickly swam around the tank, attacked and ate the smaller fish. The marine biologist then inserted a strong piece of clear fiberglass into the tank, creating two separate partitions. She then put the shark on one side of the fiberglass and a new set of bait fish on the other. Again, the shark quickly attacked. This time, however, the shark slammed into the fiberglass divider and bounced off. Undeterred, the shark kept repeating this behavior every few minutes to no avail. Meanwhile, the bait fish swam around unharmed in the second partition. Eventually, about an hour into the experiment, the shark gave up. This experiment was repeated several dozen times over the next few weeks. Each time, the shark got less aggressive and made fewer attempts to attack the bait fish, until eventually the shark got tired of hitting the fiberglass divider and simply stopped attacking altogether.

This is a story of two brothers. One was a drug addict and a drunkard who frequently beat up his family. The other one was a very successful businessman who was respected in society and had a wonderful family. Some people wanted to find out why two brothers from the same parents, brought up in the same environment, could be so different. The first one was asked, "How come you do what you do? You are a drug addict, a drunk, and you beat your family. What motivates you?" He said, "My father." They asked, "What about your father?" The reply was, "My father was a drug addict, a drunk and he beat his family. What do you expect me to be? That is what I am."

A poetic journey through growing up in the shadow of silence. These poems explore the quiet turbulence of coming of age-navigating mental health, fractured family ties, self-discovery, and healing. It's about the things we inherit, the things we bury, and the courage it takes to dig them back up.

What would your life be like if you never set out to achieve what you've really wanted to? What if you failed and never learned how to get back up again? Enter the life of a 450-pound, 25 year old woman Anika, Who had the potential to be great, The potential to make it, but she let that potential go to waste. Anika lives life watching people she once knew, live there dreams, while she resides a boring life. Jealously, anger, hurt, love. Will Anika ever find love? What's the everyday life as a failure? ******copyright***** First story on Wattpad. Let me know what you guys think✨

There once was a happy monkey wandering the jungle, eating delicious fruit when hungry, and resting when tired. One day he came upon a house, where he saw a bowl of the most beautiful apples. He took one in each hand and ran back into the forest. He sniffed the apples and smelled nothing. He tried to eat them, but hurt his teeth. They were made of wood, but they were beautiful, and when the other monkeys saw them, he held onto them even tighter. He admired his new possessions proudly as he wandered the jungle. They glistened red in the sun, and seemed perfect to him. He became so attached to them, that he didn't even notice his hunger at first.

14th September is celebrated across the country as Hindi Diwas. But do you know why this date is chosen exclusively to celebrate the day? Let us narrate the history behind the celebration of Hindi Diwas on 14th September. When our country attained freedom from British rule in 1947, then a big concern of language was standing before them. India is a huge country with a varied culture. There are hundreds of languages that are spoken in the country and more than thousands of dialects. On 6th December 1946, Constitution Assembly was called to prepare the constitution of independent India. Sacchinanand Sinha was appointed as the Interim Director of Constitution Assembly, later he was replaced by Dr Rajendra Prasad. Dr Bhimrao Ambedkar was the Chairman of Drafting Committee of Constitution Assembly. The Assembly presented the final draft on 26th November 1949. Hence, independent India received its constitution on 26th January 1950 completely.

This story is about a girl named Nyla ablaze a wealthy elite who one day suddenly disappears without a single trace ...due an incident which is the main turning point for our protagonist which turns her whole world upside down . she then chooses to turn herself strong , confident and determines to put an end to the miseries and dark reality of this world . this story deals with questions like what are the actual inclinations of a girl her power ? and what happens when some becomes a fearless lioness without restrictions , what it could lead to ? special attention my stories don't contain any intimate scene .......... so don't bother if you don't like this story is just inspirational COZ I do believe in a fact that my writings should be uplifting regardless of time pass so dear readers please do support if you like

It all started one lazy Sunday afternoon in a small town near Toronto in Canada. Two school-going friends had a crazy idea. They rounded up three goats from the neighborhood and painted the number 1, 2 and 4 on their sides. That night they let the goats loose inside their school building. The next morning, when the authorities entered the school, they could smell something was wrong. They soon saw goat droppings on the stairs and near the entrance and realized that some goats had entered the building. A search was immediately launched and very soon, the three goats were found. But the authorities were worried, where was goat No. 3? They spent the rest of the day looking for goat No.3. Gradually there was panic and frustration.

A monk decides to meditate alone, away from his monastery. He takes his boat out to the middle of the lake, moors it there, closes his eyes and begins his meditation. After a few hours of undisturbed silence, he suddenly feels the bump of another boat colliding with his own. With his eyes still closed, he senses his anger rising, and by the time he opens his eyes, he is ready to scream at the boatman who dared disturb his meditation. But when he opens his eyes, he sees it is an empty boat that had probably got untethered and floated to the middle of the lake.