Wednesday, July 29, 2015

To Sir, With Love - Part 1

28th May 2003, IUCAA (Inter University Centre for Astronomy and Astrophysics) Pune:
The auditorium was buzzing with college students wearing their ID cards like some badge of honour and why not, when the cards were their free passes to attending the 11th President of India’s address to the scientists’ community?  That summer morning,  the Power Point President as he had come to be called, Dr APJ Abdul Kalam was sharing defining moments from his career.

He was the Project Director in ISRO for the SLV3 programme, to place satellite “Rohini” into orbit. The project had already overrun cost estimates and was carrying the aspirations of the entire sub continent into the exclusive space club. On the D Day of 1979, goaded by the assurances of the team members, Kalam bypassed the computer system that was warning of a glitch and manually launched the rocket which minutes later, plunged into the Bay of Bengal, turning the dream project into a monumental nightmare. Journalists from all over the world had arrived to report what would have been a historic event. One would think there would have been a witch hunt to fix the blame for the utter fiasco on the scientists involved. Prof. Satish Dhawan the then Chairman of ISRO gallantly stepped forward  throwing  himself to the wolves baying for blood (did he have a 56 inch chest?) and shouldered the responsibility himself for the disaster , re assuring the media and the nation that ISRO will soon succeed in the mission- which it did, the very next year. This time around though, he commanded Kalam to step forward and address the press conference. A leader owns failure himself, but credits success to his team- was the lesson in leadership the man who would be President three decades later, learnt that day.
Thunderous applause rent the air when he recounted this incident to an audience most of whom were not even born when the event happened. Such humility from the man who became the nation’s Missile Man!

“I shot an arrow into the air, it fell to earth I know not where” , my heart would swell with pride whenever I got to recite this poem in school.  What made the man who actually shot a rocket into the air feel proud? Not the satellite launch but a spin off from defence technology –his idea for  indigenous , cost effective cardiac stents and using  light weight carbon-carbon material used for making Agni to make composite material for calipers for polio patients, thereby reducing the weight of the calipers from 4 kgs to mere 400 grams! Polio patients who could barely walk, could now run!
This time it was not just the ovation but full throated whistles from the young audience that brought the roof down. It’s befitting that the central government has now named the Rashtriya Avishkar Abhiyan after him.


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