It is the flash which appears, the Thunderbolt will follow.
At 2.00 AM on a cold rainy night, you get a flash of inspiration……..
You become a reincarnate of Newton.
But unlike Newton on whom a shiny apple fell, your inspiration was triggered by a svelte droplet of rain that managed to find its way through the perennially leaking roof, on to your tip of the nose.
You wake up flustered, a little red on the ears. Sleeping was out of the question now but it gives your subconscious mind some time to reflect on the frustrating day gone by. You try to shut your eyes and shoo the memories away but somehow they kept coming back and torturing you.
You had an extra-strong pissed-off session with the boss in the morning, the scars of which were still strong and vibrantly ringing within your ears.
Your friend had climbed a few more notches up the societal ladder and has started rubbing shoulders with the high and mighty in town. The success party of his startup at the Ritz further alleviated the state of uselessness you were feeling at that moment.
Now this drop of dirty rain, further adding injury to insult.
Enough!! This is Enough!! You need to do something now. It is now or never!!!
You get up, make a coffee, a real strong one.
It is 4.00 AM now. (All big-shot entrepreneurs wake up at this time.)
You lazily breeze through a well-dreamed copy of the Business Insider.
A smug, smiling photo of Jeff Bezos stops you on your tracks.
The mind-boggling 1 Trillion valuation of Amazon written in bold letters further fuels your brainwave into a tsunami of enormous proportions.
There is no stopping now. Any doubts get trampled and annihilated in the aftermath of the tsunami that was roaring through your brain.
You will be an entrepreneur. Your startup will be the talk of the town, the envy of all bastards screwing your life currently.
You will be the next Jeff Bezos.
A few months later…………you start a new day.
A little wiser……….a lot poorer.
At the interview
“Ravi I am impressed with your credentials. You are just the guy we want “he said genuinely gushing with joy.
Then he browsed through my resume again.
“I see you had founded your own start-up also. What happened?”
You tell your sob story.
“Umm, ah!! We will get back to you.”
He never got back.
At Your Previous boss’s place
He will be sympathetic at least, to begin with. Then he would start saying.
“I always knew this will not work. This requires a lot of other skills which you don’t have. You should have taken some expert’s advice (like me).”
His smug look cut through you like a hot knife through butter.
“Anyway, leave your resume. I will see what I can do.”
He never did anything.
At your Bank.
The Bank Manager was your friend. But the time was such you will have to hear advises and suggestions from everybody (whether they know what they are talking or not is a different story).
“Ravi, the last two home installments are due. I can give you a grace period of 1 more month but not beyond that.”
The look on his face implying only one thing — “I knew your stupid idea will not work.”
You thank him profusely, cursing deep inside (bugger, during my salary days, I was your esteemed customer. What happened now).
Anyway At least one problem less to be taken care off.
A Breather for now to fight another day.
On your anniversary
“Honey, let us celebrate this time a bit differently. I am bored of the same candle-lit dinners we have every time. I think home-cooked pasta with wine and only the two of us would be ideal. What say?” You ask with a smile plastered on your face.
But behind that smile, was great trepidation.
She smiles, asks no questions.
Her eyes said it all. Her support required no explanations.
And you have the pasta with her under a starry sky.
On Your Farewell
The team had disbanded long back and most of them had got jobs. Everyone was smiling and surviving some way or the other.
They pool together and give you a party. More than the gift, the pride in their eyes was palpable.
Then the youngest member of the team comes to you.
“Never quit Ravi. We believe in you and we believe that you will succeed someday. Please let us know when you start again. Count us all in.”
That day you realize that you are not alone.
Failure is not bad at all.
You just need to dust yourself off, turn around backward, and learn what you could have done differently. When you can do that, big things can result.
At 2.00 AM on a cold rainy night, you get a flash of inspiration……………
And You become an entrepreneur again.