The Laboratory Of Dreams Poem by AAHAN VARMA

A child once looked

At the stars above,

Wondering if one day

His name would rise among them.

He didn't play with answers.

He played with questions.

'How does this work? '

'What happens next? '

Curiosity was his favorite subject.

His mother would smile and say,

'Build something new someday.'

And he believed

The future could be changed that way.

Then came school.

Then college.

Then degrees.

Then reality.

Some laboratories were too small.

Some resources ran thin.

Some ideas were ready to fly,

But never found the wind.

Some dreams left the country.

Some stayed behind.

Some brilliant ideas survived.

Others ran out of time.

The question isn't

Whether talent exists.

The question is—

Why support is often missed.

The question isn't

Why young minds dream.

The question is—

Who helps those dreams become real.

A scientist doesn't just do a job.

A scientist builds tomorrow.

Research isn't just an experiment.

It's a solution borrowed from the future.

We don't lack intelligence.

We don't lack imagination.

Sometimes we simply lack

The investment behind innovation.

And if every child carries

A spark of discovery inside,

Then tell us honestly—

Do we give that spark

Enough room to ignite?

Because nations don't grow

Only from what they've achieved.

They grow from the dreams

They choose to believe.