When I was a trainee at Kannur Sports School at the age of 13, my coach Nambiar sir used to tell us a lot of things about Milkha Singh- his achievements, lack of nervousness on the track, and a lot of fun stories about him. One such story was this: when Milkha was sitting in a corner of the ground after a race, someone asked him, “Are you tired?” Milkha replied, “No, I am not tired. I am Milkha Singh.” One day a thief entered Milkha’s house. Milkha got to know about the thief’s presence and he chased the thief. Instead of catching the thief, Milkha overtook him and ran afar. When he was in the Army, during one race, the blocks on the track got displaced with the force of Milkha’s running. He got angry, turned back, and started shouting at the guys who had placed the block there. He continued the race only after that and yet finished first. With many such stories- and they were real- about him and the many proud moments he gifted to the country, in my childhood, I always wanted to meet Milkha Ji in person someday.