A True Motivation Story
He was stitching a torn shirt.
And his son was solving a math sum.
On a small wooden table.
Near a noisy sewing machine.
In a narrow market lane
lived a poor tailor named Shankar.
Everyone called him
“Masterji.”
His shop was tiny.
One old sewing machine.
One broken chair.
And a small mirror
on the wall.
Shankar’s son was named Ravi.
Ravi was fourteen years old.
He studied in a government school.
And he had one big dream:
“I want to go to IIT.”
Shankar earned
four hundred rupees a day.
Some days less.
From that money,
he paid rent.
He bought food.
And he saved a little
for Ravi’s books.
Many nights,
he stitched clothes till midnight.
His fingers hurt.
His eyes burned.
But he never stopped.
Ravi studied hard.
He woke up at 5 a.m.
He studied before school.
He studied after school.
He studied inside the shop.
The sewing machine made noise.
Customers came and went.
But Ravi kept reading.
At school,
boys laughed at him.
“Your father is a tailor,”
they said.
“You will stitch clothes too.”
One boy tore his notebook.
And said:
“Poor people don’t go to IIT.”
That night,
Ravi cried silently.
Shankar saw his tears.
He said softly:
“Study, son.”
“My needle is small.”
“But your dreams are big.”
Ravi topped Class 10.
His teacher called Shankar.
“Your son is special,”
she said.
“He should prepare for IIT.”
But coaching fees were high.
That night,
Shankar sold his old watch.
The only gift
his father had given him.
When Ravi refused the money,
Shankar said:
“Watches can return.”
“Your chance will not.”
Ravi failed once.
Then he failed again.
Relatives laughed.
“Tailor’s son in IIT?”
they said.
Shankar stayed silent.
He only gave Ravi
another form.
And said:
“One more try.”
On the third attempt,
Ravi cleared the exam.
He got a seat in IIT.
He ran to his father.
And hugged him tightly.
Shankar closed his eyes.
And cried quietly.
Four years later…
Ravi stood on a big stage.
Wearing his graduation gown.
Holding his IIT degree.
He called his father on stage.
“This man stitched my future,”
he said.
The hall clapped loudly.
Today,
Shankar still stitches clothes.
But his shop has a new board:
“IIT Tailor.”
And Ravi still visits him.
Every Sunday.
Not to stitch clothes.
But to stitch memories.
🌟 MORAL
Big dreams don’t need big money.
They only need sacrifice, patience,
and a parent who never gives up.
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