Once upon a time, there was a seven year old boy living with his grandfather in an Indian village. He was a bright and curious child who had a wild imagination. He dreamt of becoming a superhero and was always telling stories of his adventures to his friends.

One day, he told his friends that he would be taken to school the next day by a superhero. His friends were in awe, but his grandfather was worried. He knew this was just a childish dream and he wanted to make sure his grandson didn’t get his hopes up.

That night, his grandfather stayed up late and worked hard to make his grandson’s dream come true. He found an old blue sheet and some red fabric and with a needle and thread, he stitched a wonderful Superman costume.

The next morning, the grandfather put on the costume and hopped on his bicycle. He drove his grandson to school, with the wind blowing through their hair and the sun shining down on them. As they arrived at the school, the boy’s friends were stunned to see a superhero driving a bicycle.

The boy was filled with joy and excitement. He hugged his grandfather and thanked him for making his dream come true. From that day on, his grandfather was his hero. The boy knew that no matter how big his dreams were, his grandfather would always be there to make them come true.