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He is the father of the Indian Nuclear Program and blastic missiles. He is also notable for his role in Pokhran tests. He has a great following in India because of the architect of Indian core defense projects. He died of Cardiac arrest while delivering a lecture.

The Wings of Fire pdf gives readers an important lesson of how one should find success in the worst of odds. His own life which was a series of problems that he eventually overcomes portrays the countless efforts the Indian scientists took to help mold a future for our aeronautical and space technology. Just like how Kalam flourished in the darkness like a phoenix and rose from his poor circumstances, the Indian struggle of technical adequacy and sovereignty in defense systems.

It is a story that regards science just as much it regards politics. Kalam was born into a humble middle-class family from the lower section. It was a higher education simply meant going to college. The nearest college memorable event for us all. My teachers at St. The In , I arrived at St. Thothathri Iyengar Intermediate examination. I was not a bright student in terms of and Prof. Suryanarayana Sastry, walking together on the campus inspires examination grades but, thanks to my two buddies back in Rameswaram, me to this day.

I had acquired a practical bent of mind. When I was in the final year at St. I began to read the great classics, Tolstoy, Scott and brother Mustafa Kamal, who ran a provision store on the railway station Hardy being special favourites despite their exotic settings, and then I road, would call me in to give him a little help and then vanish for hours moved on to some works in Philosophy.

It was around this time that I together leaving the shop in my charge. I sold oil, onions, rice and developed a great interest in Physics. The fastest moving items, I found, were cigarettes and bidis. I used to wonder what made poor people smoke away their hard- The lessons on subatomic physics at St. When spared by Mustafa, I would be put in charge of his teachers, Prof. Chinna Durai and Prof. Krishnamurthy, introduced me kiosk by my younger brother, Kasim Mohammed.

There I sold novelties to the concept of the half-life period and matters related to the radioactive made of seashells.

Sivasubramania Iyer, my science teacher at Rameswaram, had never taught me that most subatomic particles are At St.

Father unstable and that they disintegrate after a certain time into other particles. TN Sequeira. He taught us English and was also our hostel warden. We All this I was learning for the first time.

Everything solid, thus, contains much empty space within and he not talking of the same thing? I wonder why some people tend to see everything stationary contains great movement within. It is as though science as something which takes man away from God. As I look at it, the great dance of Shiva is being performed on earth during every moment the path of science can always wind through the heart.

For me, science of our existence. When I joined the B. Nor did I have any information fairy tales. I am an avid reader of books on cosmology and enjoy reading about career opportunities available to a student of science. Only after about celestial bodies. Many friends, while asking me questions related obtaining a B. I had to to space flights, sometimes slip into astrology. Quite honestly, I have go into engineering to realise my dreams. I could have joined the never really understood the reason behind the great importance attached Engineering course long ago, right after finishing my Intermediate course.

As an art, I have Better late than never, I told myself as I made the detour, applying for nothing against astrology, but if it seeks acceptance under the guise of admission into the Madras Institute of Technology MIT , regarded as science, I reject it. I do not know how these myths evolved about planets, the crown jewel of technical education in South India at that time.

The highly complicated calculations manipulated around this prestigious institution was an expensive affair. Around a thousand the precise movements of celestial bodies, to derive highly subjective rupees was required, and my father could not spare that much money.

As I see it, the Earth is the most At that time, my sister, Zohara, stood behind me, mortgaging her gold powerful and energetic planet. As John Milton puts it so beautifully in bangles and chain. I vowed to release her bangles. What if the Sun from mortgage with my own earnings. The only way before me to earn Be centre to the World, and other stars.

I The planet earth, so steadfast though she seem, went ahead at full steam. In sensibly three different motions move? What fascinated me most at MIT was the sight of two Wherever you go on this planet, there is movement and life.

Even decommissioned aircraft displayed there for the demonstration of the apparently inanimate things like rocks, metal, timber, clay are full of various subsystems of flying machines. I felt a strange attraction towards intrinsic movement—with electrons dancing around each nucleus.

After by the nucleus, by means of electric forces which try to hold them as completing my first year, when I had to opt for a specific branch, I close as possible. Electrons, just like any individual with a certain amount almost spontaneously chose aeronautical engineering. The goal was very of energy, detest confinement. The tighter the electrons are held by the clear in my mind now; I was going to fly aircraft. I was convinced of nucleus, the higher their orbital velocity will be: in fact, the confinement this, despite being aware of my lack of assertiveness, which probably of electrons in an atom results in enormous velocities of about km came about because of my humble background.

Around this time, I per second! These high velocities make the atom appear a rigid sphere, made special efforts to try and communicate with different kinds of just as a fast-moving fan appears like a disc.

It is very difficult to people. I often assisted my brother Kasim Mohamed in his shop selling artifacts on this street. This is his house, from where I would borrow books while at Rameswaram. The words on the plaque read "Let not thy winged days be spent in vain. When once gone no gold can buy them back again. They are the best examples of small-town Indian teachers committed to nurturing talent.

Learning without wisdom is of no use. In the course of my education at MIT, three teachers shaped my Prof. KAV Pandalai taught me aero-structure design and analysis. Their combined contributions formed the foundation on which He was a cheerful, friendly and enthusiastic teacher, who brought a I later built my professional career.

These three teachers were Prof. It was Professor Sponder, Prof. KAV Pandalai and Prof. Narasingha Rao. Each one of Pandalai who opened up the secrets of structural engineering to us. His students were free to disagree with him on several points in the classroom. Sponder taught me technical aerodynamics. He was an Austrian with rich practical experience in aeronautical engineering. During the Prof. Narasingha Rao was a mathematician, who taught us theoretical Second World War, he had been captured by the Nazis and imprisoned aerodynamics.

I still remember his method of teaching fluid dynamics. Understandably, he had developed a very strong After attending his classes, I began to prefer mathematical physics to dislike for Germans. Inciden- tally, the aeronautical department was any other subject. Walter Repenthin. Another well-known aeronautical design reviews. If it had not been for Prof. My teachers revealed these truths to me.

Through their Notwithstanding these irritants, Prof. Sponder preserved his meticulous teaching, they created within me an excitement about individuality and maintained high professional standards. He was always aeronautics. Their intellectual fervour, clarity of thought and passion for calm, energetic and in total control of himself. He kept abreast of the perfection helped me to launch into a serious study of fluid dynamics- latest technologies and expected his students to do the same.

I consulted modes of compressible medium motion, development of shock waves him before opting for aeronautical engineering. The trouble with The structural features of aeroplanes began to gain new meanings— Indians, Prof.

Sponder used to observe, was not that they lacked biplanes, monoplanes, tailless planes, canard configured planes, delta- educational opportunities or industrial infrastructure—the trouble was in wing planes, all these began to assume increasing significance for me. Why aeronautics? Why not electrical engineering?

Why not me to mould a composite knowledge. In those days, a new climate of under stress and asking you to meet an impossible deadline. I never political enlightenment and industrial effort was sweeping across the expected you to perform so well. I had to test my belief in God and see if it could fit into the During the rest of the period of the project, I participated in an essay matrix of scientific thinking.

If so, I Tamil is my mother tongue and I am proud of its origins, which have wondered, was matter alone the ultimate reality and were spiritual been traced back to Sage Agastya in the pre-Ramayana period; its phenomena but a manifestation of matter? Were all ethical values relative, literature dates back to the fifth century BC.

It is said to be a language and was sensory perception the only source of knowledge and truth? I moulded by lawyers and grammarians and is internationally acclaimed wondered about these issues, attempting to sort out the vexing question for its clear-cut logic. The value system did not remain outside the purview of this wonderful language. I wrote in which I had been nurtured was profoundly religious.

The article that true reality lay beyond the material world in the spiritual realm, and evoked much interest and I won the competition, taking the first prize that knowledge could be obtained only through inner experience.

We project to design a low-level attack aircraft together with four other were posing for a group photograph as part of a farewell ritual. All the colleagues. I had taken up the responsibility of preparing and drawing graduating students had lined up in three rows with the professors seated the aerodynamic design. My team mates distributed among themselves in the front.

Suddenly, Prof. Sponder got up and looked for me. I was the tasks of designing the propulsion, structure, control and standing in the third row. I instrumentation of the aircraft. One day, my design teacher, Prof. I offered a dozen excuses for the future. I finally pleaded for sat with Prof. Sponder for the photograph. There I worked on engine overhauling as part of withdrawn.

I could see no other way out but to finish the task as I had a team. Hands-on work on aircraft engine overhauling was very been instructed. That night, I remained at the drawing board, skipping educative. When a principle learnt in the classroom is borne out by dinner. On Sunday morning, I was very near completion, when unexpectedly running into an old friend among a crowd of strangers.

Srinivasan HAL, I worked on the overhauling of both piston and turbine engines. Coming straight from the gymkhana, The hazy concepts of gas dynamics and diffusion processes in the he was still in his tennis outfit and had dropped in to see my progress. After examining my work, Prof. Srinivasan hugged me affectionately I was also trained in radial engine-cum-drum operations. I did calibrations of a fixed- pitch fan fitted to a super-charged engine. I opened up pressure and acceleration-cum-speed control systems, and air starter supply systems of turbo-engines.

Getting to understand feathering, un-feathering and 3 reversing of propeller engines was very interesting. The demonstration of the delicate art of beta blade angle control by HAL technicians still lingers in my memory.

They had neither studied in major universities, nor were they merely implementing what their engineer-in-charge was suggesting. They had been working hands-on for years and this had given them something like an intuitive feel for the work. T Two alternative opportunities for employment, both close to my long- hrough the window of the compartment, I watched the standing dream of flying, presented themselves before me when I came countryside slip past.

From a distance, the men in the fields in out of HAL as a graduate aeronautical engineer. I sat glued to the window. Almost I applied for both. The interview calls arrived from both the places almost everywhere, people were engaged in some activity which had a rhythm simultaneously.

The boy from the streams. Occasionally, a child would appear and wave at the train. Coromandel Coast took a train to the North of India. My destination was more than km away, and was to be my first encounter with It is astonishing how the landscape changes as one moves northwards. The rich and fertile plains of the river Ganga and its numerous tributaries have invited invasion, turmoil, and change.

The tenth century brought Muslims, who later mingled with the local people and became an integral part of this country. One empire gave way to another. Religious conquests continued.

All this time, the part of India south of the Tropic of Cancer remained largely untouched, safe behind the shield of the Vindhya and Satpura mountain ranges. The Narmada, Tapti, Mahanadi, Godavari, and Krishna rivers had woven a net of almost unassailable protection for the tapering Indian peninsula.

To bring me to Delhi, my train had crossed all these geographical impediments through the power of scientific advancement. I did well at the interview. Then I proceeded to Dehra as you can rely upon the eternally unbroken promise of sunrise At the Selection Spring. When the student is ready, the teacher will appear—How true!

Here Perhaps they were looking for physical fitness and an articulate manner. You are not I could only finish ninth in the batch of 25 examined to select eight destined to become an Air Force pilot.

What you are destined to become officers for commissioning in the Air Force. I was deeply disappointed. Forget this failure, as it was It took me some time to comprehend that the opportunity to join the Air essential to lead you to your destined path.

Search, instead, for the true Force had just slipped through my fingers. I dragged myself out of the purpose of your existence. Become one with yourself, my son! Surrender Selection Board and stood at the edge of a cliff. I knew that the days ahead would be difficult. There were questions to be answered and a plan of action to be prepared. In response, I was handed my appointment letter. I joined the next day as Senior Scientific Assistant on a basic I bathed in the Ganga and revelled in the purity of its water.

If this was to be my destiny, I thought, let walked to the Sivananda Ashram situated a little way up the hill. I could it be so. Finally, I was filled with mental peace. No more did I feel any feel intense vibrations when I entered. I saw a large number of sadhus bitterness or resentment at my failure to enter the Air Force.

All this seated all around in a state of trance. I had read that sadhus were psychic was in If I was not flying aeroplanes, I was at least helping to make I met Swami Sivananda—a man who looked like a Buddha, wearing them airworthy. During my first year in the Directorate, I carried out a a snow-white dhoti and wooden slippers. He had an olive complexion design assignment on supersonic target aircraft with the help of the and black, piercing eyes.

I was struck by his irresistible, almost child- officer-in-charge, R Varadharajan, and won a word of praise from the like smile and gracious manner. I introduced myself to the Swamiji. My Director, Dr Neelakantan. To gain shop-floor exposure to aircraft Muslim name aroused no reaction in him.

Before I could speak any maintenance, I was sent to the Aircraft and Armament Testing Unit further, he inquired about the source of my sorrow. At that time, they were involved in a tropical explanation of how he knew that I was sad and I did not ask. I participated in the performance I told him about my unsuccessful attempt to join the Indian Air Force assessment of its operation systems.

He smiled, washing away all my Even in those days, Kanpur was a very populous city. It was my first anxiety almost instantly. Then he said in a feeble, but very deep voice, experience of living in an industrial town. The cold weather, crowds, Desire, when it stems from the heart and spirit, when it is pure and noise and smoke were in total contrast to what I was used to in intense, possesses awesome electromagnetic energy.

This energy is Rameswaram. I was particularly troubled by the ubiquitous presence of released into the ether each night, as the mind falls into the sleep state. To me, it Each morning it returns to the conscious state reinforced with the cosmic seemed that a feeling of loneliness pervaded the city. The people on the currents. That which has been imaged will surely and certainly be streets had all come from their villages in search of jobs in factories, manifested.

You can rely, young man, upon this ageless promise as surely leaving behind the smell of their soil and the protection of their families.

We tried to read as much literature as included in the design team. I completed this task with the other team we could find on hovercrafts, but there was not much available. We members. Then, I undertook a preliminary design study on a Human tried to consult people knowledgeable in this area, but could find none. I later carried out the design and development of a Vertical One day, I simply took the decision to proceed with the limited information Takeoff and Landing Platform.

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