Traction control off, sports mode activated, left foot on the brakes, right foot on the accelerator . Revving the car to its redline.

" I am ready "

Ok 1 2 3 ..

Bzzz ! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Ahh! A good dream but once again an incomplete one ." I said this to myself while rubbing my eyes and then i looked up at the poster on the wall of my room with pride . It was of the iconic Ferrari F40 , a car which I have been fantasizing since my childhood and the love for which has just grown over time. I wanted to stare at the poster for a bit more time but I discerned that I am getting late for my school.

It was just an ordinary day at school , the class began at its time , the teacher started teaching the subject and soon the students got engrossed in their studies. But my mind was not at all normal , it was still contemplating about that incomplete dream. I had been extremely passionate about cars since my childhood, especially the faster ones , more precisely the Supercars. They had been such an important part of my life,

cars in my life was equivalent to chocolate in a chocolate cake. But these incomplete dreams of the races which I had been experiencing was something new to me. I had been following motorsports since a long time but I had never thought of becoming a racer myself.

My mind started to run with thoughts that maybe these dreams are striving to apprise me of something.

Maybe racing is the thing really meant for me . The best thing was this is something I would extremely cherish doing . All of a sudden I got really pumped up and excited and said to myself " Yes ! I will become a racer , indeed the fastest."

" But How would I become one?"

I had seen many racers on the screen but I was never bothered to find out how actually they got there. "Oh I will think about this later" I muttered this trying to ease myself . The first thing I was required to do was to tell this to my father . I thought a father should know what his son wants to become. Afterall he is the one who will take care of the financial needs . But I was still worried about the question , how does one become a racer?

So , now the primary thing for me was how to convince dad about this . I had a world of thoughts inside my head .

Anyhow the longest hours of my school day passed and it was time to go home with dad. So we left the school and the drive began towards home.

Silence remained for some time , I was wondering how to start this conversation and how to tell dad about my dream but then dad spoke up.

" How was your school today Ayrton? "

"Yeah fine"

"Did you participate in the school event you were talking about? "

"Leave that dad , I have something very important to tell you"

"Yeah say"

" I want to become a racer"

To my surprise Dad remained silent , my nervousness started to climb up.

I added " Dad you know I have been extremely passionate for cars and racing , and lately I have been seeing dreams of big races in my head . And I have realised that is something I really want to pursue .This is my destiny"

I tried to act a bit mature in order to convince dad , though i didn't knew about destiny much.

" Oh nice !" Dad said with a smile on his face.

That was the best reaction I could expect.

And then Dad added" You see son , When I was a kid , I wanted to become an astronaut . I too had dreams of going to different planets and establishing my name there . It may sound a bit silly but for a kid it was a huge dream. "

" You wanted to become an astronaut. " I interrupted.

" But those were only dreams, they don't turn into reality."

" No dad , I want to convert my dream into reality , I am very serious about it."

"Ok so how do you become one? "

" Ahhmm well I don't know"

"But I will figure it out"

Silenced remain in the car for some time and we stopped at a signal.

I looked through the window and immediately shouted , " I know how to become one Dad look at that billboard"

I pointed my finger out of the window towards a billboard which read -

" Santiago Racing School

Admissions for the new batch open next month "