This article is about a little boy’s dream to fly, his wish and desire to fly not as a pilot but as a traveler. Bon Voyage!! is the true story of how one’s dream finally comes true.So sit back relax and read through the journey of the nostalgic memories where you by yourself had these moments written or grafted onto the memory cells in your brains
Time: Afternoon post lunch
Month : Mid of August/September
Location: Sacred heart higher primary school shimoga,Karnataka, India
Protocol breach a parent’s visit to the school (all sensory inputs of students alert alert!!) Everyone started to stare at this person who is suppose to be a parent of a child, every student was quizzical as it was the test day.It was suppose to be hindi test and it is only been a year since the language got familiarized in the group.
Friend 1: Hey look who is there?
Friend 2: Who?
Friend 3: It looks like our friends father.
Me: Who? Oh no Dad? why is he here? what he wants?
Father: Son i came here to take you to a new place? to a new state which has a different culture.I want you to leave with me.
Me: But dad i am having hindi test at 3 Pm
Father: Come with me son let me speak to your class teacher
Class teacher (Merlyn miss): No issues you can take your son we have no objection
Me: Out of the blue what is happening?
Father(Then 49 years): You are coming with me son as i have challenged your brother that I am going to write my M.E 1st year exam in Gandian thoughts and i am going to write in Coimbatore Tamilnadu.
Me: what coim?? Tamil?? I don’t know none and i am weak in the language and its completely alienated place which i was unaware of.This was the beginning of my early memory of Coimbatore, Tamilnadu.
Father: Don’t worry ill take care of you, first we will go to Bangalore by train and then to Coimbatore by flight.
Me: Excited wow is it…
We indeed went to Bangalore and then Coimbatore all by train, i was disappointed and father told me not to worry he will take me next time in flight.A sudden thought arrived dad no not anymore.If my voyage through air is made then i own the right for it.I mean i will bear all the expenses for the flight..
After 16 Years…
Location: Coimbatore Airport
Designation: Assistant Professor
One small visit to the place in childhood has turned into my current locality in professional life.Wow it feels like yesterday and everything i had ever thought of, that idea the seed of thought has ripen finally in this soil which was created in its inception during those forgotten dream from the mind of the child.This brought the transition in myself as i gazed on the window saw the roar of the flight engine, i felt for a moment about that child who out of all odds struggled harder to earn better to accommodate himself and experience his dream coming true right before his eyes.
At the Time of Boarding
Looking at the obscured blurred region, without any sharp focus i recollected those shaded memories back.Felt an accomplishment altogether as i completed my trip to all the capitals of southern India marking the last one through this dream journey to the place “Mumbai capital city of Maharastra”.
Official Boarding Pass
Legacy of Wright brothers owners of a cycle shop who dreamed and dared to fly.
On Land Mumbai Airport
My first visit to IIT-Bombay one of the premier institute in India.It was really a privilege to attend 3 day event a familiarization workshop from INUP(Indian Nanoelectronics Users Program) and myself selected along with 300+ participants from all over India(Faculty,PG students,Research scholars,Post Doc etc).I really enjoyed the moments there, and returned back again by flight.
AT IIT BOMBAY
TIME TO ROAM AROUND MUMBAI
Vivekananda’s memorial mentioning his first voyage to Religion of congress journey to Chicago,USA from Gateway of India
Totally exhilarating experience to see the vastness of sky in the morning and thunderstorm and lightning at the night on the my way back.All small wishes came through one for example was travelling on top of double Decker bus at Mumbai.I thank my family,colleague and friends for their help and support.
Finally I end my post in this way.It is not what we earn makes us feel good, it is what we dream about and accomplish those dreams which really matter the most.For few it may feel childish but for those who are in stake for earning and seeking some accomplishment through happiness this matter the most.