RIP kalam

He did not die while resting on his sofa. He did
not die eating his favorite food at a posh
restaurant. He did not die while signing his
cheques. He did not die sick in his comforting
bed.
He died while he was interacting with students
which has always been his favorite thing in the
world. Dieing while doing our most loved thing.
How many of us are going to do it?
His body may have left. His 'Wings of Fire' has
no death. They'll always flutter in air. All around
us.
When you live, live like him. When you die, die
like him.

RIP Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam.
👌👌