One of his commandos got injured, and Major Unnikrisnan had him evacuated. He was locked in a fierce gunfight with the terrorists as soon as he entered the hotel building. He was deployed to flush out the terrorists from the besieged Taj Hotel in Bombay. The day he had so eagerly waited all his life arrived. Then, he joined the NSG in January, 2007. Finally, on reaching the appropriate age, he joined the armed forces and received training in counter –terrorism and counter-insurgency operations. The hero had made up his mind to be a soldier when he was just a eight-year-old lad studying in class 3.
Kabeer proceeded to elaborate the brave Major’s feet. ‘When I grow up, I would like to be like Major Unnikrishnan, the NSG commando who laid down his life fighting in Mumbai in November, 2008,’ said Kabeer in a voice that resonated in the whole class. Many eminent persons, and many astounding good qualities of very ordinary people around him had left a deep impression on his mind. It dealt with not just a single great man or a single virtue, but a collage of them. The ideas came from deep within his inner self. Perhaps, he was facing the class for the first time to speak to them in a loud enough voice.ĭespite his shortcomings, Kabeer had braced for the challenge by preparing for his speech quite assiduously. He got up as if he shouldered a big load. The entire class listened carefully as one after another of their peers stood up to explain the ideals and persons that had stirred them. Sanjay Damle spoke of her passion for aviation and his dream of soaring into the sky to fly among the clouds one day.
Then spoke Gayatri Chhabra, who wanted to devote her life to social work following the footsteps of her mother. The students hastened to arrange the rough sheets of paper on which they had jotted down the points. ‘The students could cite an illustrious person, and even certain highly laudable traits and qualities in ordinary men and women’, Mrs. She proceeded to explain the scope of the topic a little more. She knew the topic had fired the imagination of her students. It was ‘Who would you like to be when you grow up?’ In other words, the students had to choose one person from among the best and brightest Indians whom they adored most, and would like to emulate.įrom the number of hands that went up, it became apparent that nearly everyone was eager to speak. Baruah repeated the topic for the speech. All of them had been told to come prepared with their speeches. Excitement was in the air as the Class 8A students knew it was going to be different that day. Baruah’s class swiftly straightened up in their seats as she entered the class room.
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