I had humble beginnings. Though I doubted whether I had the right to dream, something in me said I could.
Never did I yearn for luxuries like the penury stricken people around me.
Driven, I had a mission as steadfast as a shining star.
India was my motherland and since the day I studied in those history books as to how hard earned this freedom was, sitting in that dilapidated classroom, something in me stirred.
Alas, I was the son of a poor man who had all but a boat to earn his livelihood from.
Nevertheless, the patriotic vein in me made me set atop my tiny boat the flag which unfurled when I swayed the boat in those calm waters.
In my heart was engraved the name of my motherland and my humble origins did not deter me from being the Patriot as I was commissioned in the Army.