Faliure Stories

Random poetry from the deep crevasses in my mind

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.

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 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.

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.

A short tale of failure

"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!"

An unplanned journey of a character of this story, way it goes with all the happy, sad, emotional movement occurred during its journey and the way that character goes through it. Just like every individuals daily life story, another one to link your life to the story and its characters. As this is my first story to publish on some public site, hopping you all to like it and give your love and valuable time to this "unplanned journey". Love you all..

Idk this is just kinda random

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.

Damion Mischmire is Suffering from Adhedonia-The loss of interest and enjoyment in all the activities you once liked:The feeling of not caring anymore- ever since he lost his parents and got adopted by the Mischmires. He feels as if he's a burden to their perfect family, He doesn't even look like them either. While The Mischmires and their 3 kids have perfect straight blonde hair and blue eyes, He has Messy black hair and weird red eyes. He was the weird kid at school that nobody would even glance at, some hated him, others thought he was a lower being and most feared him...But a new kid came. A new face, He just ignored her but as soon as she saw him eating alone in the cafeteria while she was surrounded by friends because of her beauty, she knew she had to make friends with him and wouldn't leave him alone, Her name was Lilia sycamore (it was the best last name I could come up with 😭) will Lilia be able to push him out of his comfort zone and let him get past this Adhedonia? Or will it not be enough and will push him deeper in despair? Find out in this weird tale called Adhedonia.(Also just so you know this book's universe is also tied with my other book called "Summer" so you'll here Ann's name in this a few times because they go to the same school.)

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.

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.

My failure of a bundt cake :(

Cause sometimes our heart aches.