Believe it or not, I do not care but I did. This is the first time I ever cried for a person who was not related to me directly. This man’s death shook me completely. He was someone I adored, cherished, followed, dreamed of and the one who inspired me. I have met him once. He shook hands with me. And I could never forget that day. It was my birthday. And I was lucky enough to have met him on my birthday. I do not know how many more people get this opportunity but I will always remember him. He is My country’s ex-president, Dr. A.P.J Abdul Kalam.
What made me write this blog was the reason how people reacted about this. His death is not something for us to discuss on. It is not supposed to be a trending topic in twitter. This is supposed to make us think about his vision, his dream. He was a person who saw India as a Super Power, in his mind. Though he could not see that vision in reality. When my country reaches that zenith. The reason would be him, his inspiration. We will dedicate it to him.
A noble man indeed, who helped a lot of people. And even till the end, he was teaching. He was a man who was interested in teaching. The doctors claim the reason for death as cardiac arrest. He was giving a speech in IIM, Shillong when he collapsed. Till his very last moment , he was giving knowledge to others.
I saw that, people changed WhatsApp group subjects. Not just one time but chronically to suit their comfort in viewing the group. They kept on changing it, they are happy about the fact that tomorrow is a holiday, but are you even humans ? Are you even an Indian ? How could the fact of no more Abdul Kalam, not be emotionally detrimental to anyone ? It is completely infuriating. I will remember him til my time ends and will always cherish his memories.
He joins the other leaders, Bhagat Singh, Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, Abdul Kalam.
His vision, out mission. Jai Hind.
With love and respect, Adha.