I never failed – I would never accept myself as failure – Failure is not me.

I disconnected from the world for more than 2 years following my first start up failure.

It is hard to believe for a never give up man to be where I am today from a well settled job in London.

I never failed. I would never accept myself as failure. Failure is not me.

People talk about being depressed for setbacks. They do not understand what depression really is.

My concentration, focus, memory, emotions failed. I lost the will to live for the first time when I suffered from PTSD.

A car owner’s brakes failed that made me bed ridden for few months. I never failed – I got up and walked – with crutches faster than I would normally do.

People I knew whom I used to call so-called friends failed. They look at me differently today as I am not the same friend who worked in the UK for so long. Perhaps, even laughing behind my back.

God failed big time. With all his powers he has and my 2 months of prayers for him, he could not save my brother in law, who was the only family member who understood about my depression.

My tears failed too during my brother in law’s funeral because of this bloody chronic depression. My sister felt I had no emotion for her husband. She isn’t talking to me since then.

By the way – my phone doesn’t work most of the times, so please do not misunderstand if I did not pick up your call. And I laugh when I recall I worked in I.T. for 2 major telecoms company in the United Kingdom.

I can survive for another year or two. I need to succeed with my 3rd attempt at my start up at any cost.

Failure is in giving up. Failure means letting God, my family, my son down.

My son won’t be proud of me if I gave up and I will never let him down as long as I am alive.

Thank you Mr. Depression. You can’t make my life worse than this. Thank you for making me stronger than ever.

I never failed. I would never accept myself as failure. Failure is not me.