The Teacher I Never Met
(By Eshan Sharma)
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The extraordinary adventure of a boy named Eshan and you (the reader) who become invisible and goes out to an adventure in Kalam’s childhood till his last breathe at IIM Shillong in 2015.
How a small village boy, named Kalam explored his inner capabilities and talent found his way from the small streets of villages to the Rashtrapati Bhawan and then switching back to educate India about what is Life? How can we achieve whatever we want? What is the mantra for success? How can we as children of this country and help in Nation Building?
His book has been appreciated by former railway minister Dinesh Trivedi, Srijan Pal Singh (Advisor to Dr. Kalam), Rajat Sharma, Balaji Vishwanathan, Arsh Shah Dilbagi and many others.
According to Eshan, he thought of writing a book on Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, who took his last breath among the students of IIM Shillong when he saw news on Television about the protest in Jawaharlal Nehru University and then in Ramjas College. According to him, Dr.APJ Abdul Kalam never wanted the youth to be in opposition of nation’s interest. Kalam always tried to maintain peace in the world, as once in European Union he addressed, “Where there is righteousness in the heart, there is beauty in the character. When there is beauty in the character, there is harmony in the home. When there is harmony in the home, there is order in the nation. When there is order in the nation, there is peace in the world.”
“Learning gives creativity
Creativity leads to thinking
Thinking provides knowledge
Knowledge makes you great.”
― A.P.J. Abdul Kalam
“It was a sunny day of the month of June 2011 that really changed my life. I live in IIT Kanpur, not as a student but as a resident of the campus. That day a VVIP Movement happened. I was merely 11 so was totally unaware about what was going on there. I was in school, the sun was burning my skin, I saw 10-12 ambassadors, blue and red beacons and police jeeps running here and there and lots of people standing and waving hands.”
“That was the first time I met my Teacher, who taught me how to live in this world. What is the real meaning of Nationalism? The teacher was none other than Former president of the republic of India, Dr.APJ Abdul Kalam.””
