Yeah,I am not talking about the spoilt children of rich here 🙂 Guess they have been talked about enough. I have nothing to contribute to that stream of research.
Here I am talking about hard-working, studious people, who have achieved things in life and can’t cope with the fact that there are things or probably just the occasions where they can fail or just not perform well. That the people whom they can do nothing but look down upon may turn out to be victorious in certain situation.
These are the people whom I term as the spoilt children of nature.
One reason such people are in a situation like this is that they might not have focused their capabilities on where they could best be used. As in, they might just be in the wrong place. Even if they are genius, their genius is just not required here. There is nothing much I can say about this. But the other circumstance is more pitiable and psychologically more handleable as well, if one wants to handle it that is. This is the circumstance, when the genius is required, but is not being judged properly. If you are patient in listening to others, it will be a great asset in the corporate life, but would not get you through the loud GDs during placements 🙂 Irrespective of what people say about rewarding cooperation blah blah through these processes, you will find that the loudest ones get picked up and patient ones are left behind. And it is nobody’s fault really. How is a judge seeing a GD for few minutes to understand whether a person speaking lesser than others is tolerant or dumb? Whether the person speaking the most is confident or plain aggressive and dominant? HR researchers may engage their heads over this – I can not convince myself of the sanctitiy of such processes.
When people are the victim of such circumstances, my first reaction, of course, is that they should know better than to judge their life’s worth by such things. But beyond this I do blame their past circumstances, which has pampered them. Nature has spoilt them really, if it did not give them the taste of failures in past. I consider myself pretty lucky by this standard. I can not claim to have lived too long a life, but whatever life I have lived, I have seen enough successes so as not to feel too much proud for having another one of them. And I have seen enough failures so as not to consider another one the end of the life or get bogged down by them.
Nah! This thinking does not eliminate moments of happiness or grief from life, but it does lessen the strain they can produce.