Cross-post of Mourned by the demise a legend (Written on 31st July 2015)
My voice is trembling.
My heart is paining.
My vision is blurring.
My eyes are damp.
Never will history repeat for any to live and hear such an immaculate personality. I feel blessed to be in an era where you have been living through your theatre of actions.
Nation is left with a void with your demise. Now we're left with an orphaned question - "Will India achieve what it was destined without you?"
You've instilled in us the courage, humanity, intellect, dream, curiosity, acquire knowledge, devotion, innovation, discovery, perseverance, imagination and to be creative in achieving excellence and lead by thinking differently.
We love you Avul Pakir Jainulabdeen Abdul Kalam.
To a great teacher, What can I give. What can I give. What can I give.
My voice is trembling.
My heart is paining.
My vision is blurring.
My eyes are damp.
Never will history repeat for any to live and hear such an immaculate personality. I feel blessed to be in an era where you have been living through your theatre of actions.
Nation is left with a void with your demise. Now we're left with an orphaned question - "Will India achieve what it was destined without you?"
You've instilled in us the courage, humanity, intellect, dream, curiosity, acquire knowledge, devotion, innovation, discovery, perseverance, imagination and to be creative in achieving excellence and lead by thinking differently.
We love you Avul Pakir Jainulabdeen Abdul Kalam.
To a great teacher, What can I give. What can I give. What can I give.