The Man behind every DREAM

My whole nation is mourning now!

I guess, after the ‘Father of my nation’ –  Mahatma Gandhi‘s death that shook the entire country, it’s this person’s eternal journey that’s evoking tears and emotions on a humongous scale.

News channels, Facebook, Whatsapp, Instagram, Twitter broadcast – ‘Ex-President of India passed away’.

But, here I’m, to say to this world that he was more than an Ex-President to me, to many others.

Six years back, when I was in my 7th grade, I was denied a Junior Journalist job in a linguistic magazine. I reapplied for it the next year and due to certain personal reasons I couldn’t make it to the interview. (They conduct the interview only once in a year).

The third year, determined to acquire the post, I entered a room full of students, resolute like me.

We had a few rounds before the final interview with the senior Reporters.

I was called in soon and since we were full-time school students with no expertise knowledge about formal interviews, it turned out to be pretty much ‘Talk-about-yourself’ stuff and a few ‘What-would-you-do-as-a-reporter?’ questions.

One last question was fired at each candidate.

“Which celebrity would you like to interview first, when you turn a Journalist?”

A few kids expressed their wishes to meet actors and actresses, while a few others quoted novelists’ names.

My interviewer asked this question and observed me blatantly.

But, without any after-thought, I replied, “Dr.A.P.J. Abdul Kalam,” immediately.

“Why so?” was his next question.

“Because, he’s the man behind every dream!” – was all I said.

The smile that curved around my interviewer’s lips guaranteed me that I had impressed him for the job.

But,  I was only too happy to have spoken the truth…

And then, a few more competitions in school, wherein I spoke about Dr. Kalam’s achievements and his book ‘Wings of Fire,’ and won accolades.

To say, I’ve more of like a personal connection to him. Though I haven’t met him even once, his words ring through my ears every time I’m depressed or am hopeless regarding my dreams.

I even have a quote pasted next to my mirror.

He says, “You’re entering a challenging world, with mind full of dreams. All your dreams and visions will come true only after the struggle.”

The word ‘struggle‘ inspires a lot of courage in me. I hope, it does to everyone!

The Central Government of my country announced a holiday for all the schools and colleges across the length and breadth of the nation. However, my college is functioning despite all this grief. But, I bunked my classes and here I’m, paying tribute to that one man, who is more of a Father to me..

After all, he only stated, “Sometimes, it’s better to bunk a class and enjoy with friends, because, now, when I look back, marks never make me laugh, but memories do!” 😉

To Mr. Kalam,

Sir, YOU have been a great source of inspiration to many of us who dare to pursue our dreams. YOU have been the most influential person in every student’s life. YOU have been a… 😦

I want to replace all the ‘HAVE BEEN’s by ‘ARE’s..

But, I can use ‘ARE’ only in this context now – “You ARE no more” 😦

A friend of mine has a status on Whatsapp, “You are not dead, You will NEVER be DEAD.. You LIVE.. through US..

This is an example of the generation that YOU created through YOUR speech and work and life.

I can hear the outcry of people on your demise, Sir – “The end of an era.” 

But, we’ll live the era you created and take it as a blessing in disguise!

Sir! We assure you! We’ll make your dream ‘India 2020’ come real..

Long live your fame!



To honor this coveted person, I drew a portrait of him..



2 thoughts on “The Man behind every DREAM

  1. I know what you mean. I’ve never met him either and I haven’t read his books either (I got Ignited Minds, but I was in 6th and hardly wise enough to think to spend a few minutes every day with it) but he meant something to me. We were taken to ISRO in the 7th grade and I remember coming across a board filled with all that he had done, and there was a time when I was really young when he came to my city and I watched his car pass by my house. I remember how I felt then–having the chance to occupy the same timeline as this wonderful man and it is a feeling I’ve carried with me all this while whenever his name comes up. Because he was the man who never spoke to me or came near me and yet still made me feel important. Simply for being a part of his life–albeit an unknown and insignificant part. I just never thought he’d die.


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