He was soft inside like a marshmallow. Yet he was made of steel when it came to his resolve. The resolve to change the world. He knew one life may not be enough for what he aimed at. Yet he marched alone believing that someone along the way will join him and carry the resolve after him. Someone asked him, ‘why plant a tree which won’t give you the shade?’ He responded, ‘I never planted the tree which is yielding me the fruit today’.