A P J Kalam

I was a little girl, he was old. I use to crawl but he use to run. I was growing older, he was too. Now, I know him, but he don’t know me. I use to read him he use to read the Nation.
He was active while he is 84, running, walking, working.
I hope I be like you.
RIP SIR… NOBODY IS LIKE YOU.
Fact is, you are like a new age god to us