How did I overcome my failure?

When I saw failure, it haunted me at nights. I have spent endless evenings trying to figure how will i live with the tag on me?
Is failure, a meaningless term which tends to separate you from some one who took the right path, took the right decision? The answer is No. I call failure as a meaningless term, because if I didn't fail then, I wouldn't have reached where I am now. I couldn't have the strength, the knowledge, the vision and the self esteem, I have now.

At that time, at that moment in life, the decisions I took, seem right. I even remember trying to figure out why I made that decision, I have been living so many years doing the right thing. How could I have been so stupid to make such a mistake?

I myself was not in control of the action, as to why would someone in sane mind would do such a thing. Why were my eyes blinded and I couldn't see it was wrong.

I was miserable, spending all day thinking about it, trying to figure what is there to learn from this? I nearly spent months together trying to figure it out.

Then one beautiful evening, it dawned to me. I am wasting time. There is no lesson to it, and I am asking the wrong question. It was just a path I had chosen and I have to own up to it. I have to first accept that I took the path. I am the one who was responsible for it and no one else. The circumstances were such that I had to run in that direction. I was proud of my decision. My life was going to be molded on that mistake of my life. I will be able to recall the failure as I do today and set an example to myself and others.

I got strength from my failure. I made it sure, I was comfortable with it. I digested it, made it part of the system, of who I am. It troubled me cause it wanted my acceptance. I made my self understand, the mistake was in itself a part of my creation. I had to be proud of it. I was at peace.

Now all I had to do was move ahead. I had a plan in place, something not to hide my mistake, but build on top of it. Something so strong, so beautiful, so complete, which would show the failure as a part of the whole picture. The plan worked, I was able to build on it, embedded like a ruby on a crown, the failure was part of the diamonds which lay ahead.

There was no stopping me from there. I knew, I had something precious to give me strength, a path, a choice, it was my failure...