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A Legacy


I lived in the times of Abdul Kalam. Alive to see the great man blaze with wings of fire. Illuminating places wherever he walked. A man with a weapon of words, inspiring my generation to forge a will to lead this beautiful country.

Many people led this country in different phases of time, only a handful made irrevocable change to its core changing the way the nation was defined, changing the way people around the globe observed. We saw him alter the present through his work, empower the next generation with his story and change the future forever through his words. Meticulously living every day if it were golden moments. Visionary, seeing a dream for the country. He was the man who lived for the dream, to make it a reality for the children of tomorrow.

Any human who met him would know his fire. Any human who heard him would know of his fire. Any human living in the present would know APJ Abdul Kalam.

A fond memory of a great man.

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