Has anyone of you ever wondered about the reason behind growing up with our role models? At every stage of our life, we are being influenced by something or someone. That something can be a book or that someone can very well be a fictional character from a book or a movie.
I was always good at writing stories and stuff. Because, when it came to expressing my feelings through speech, I either lacked the courage or confidence. In short, whatever came out of my mouth never made much sense. My words found meaning, only when they were written on a piece of paper.
There was a phase in my life, where I was lost in the void. Mainly due to the rather confusing things related to my sexuality. I cut off all contact with the outside world and became a recluse. And I was like that for a long time. For a year and a half. And the thing that brought me out of that dark well I had fallen into was the world of films and more.
How I wished to have some hidden superpower then. To be a nobody in the day and to be a superhero vigilante in the night. I even recall a phase in between where I wished to be a vampire! You see! I was that desperate to have superpowers!
But then, in 2008 I met Tony Stark. The man, who never had any superhuman powers. All he had was a very bright brain and yeah, he was smart as hell. And yes, he had loads of money too. But that’s secondary here. What I am trying to say is, he never prayed to god to give him superpowers so that he can do some good in this world. He was a genius who put his skills together and made a suit, which made him Iron Man.
Iron Man made me realize that if my written words have enough power, my stories will have the potential to bring about a change. Iron Man even gave me the inspiration to pursue the passion of filmmaking. To see my stories and my characters, leave the pages of a book and enter the cinematic world and capture everyone’s hearts.
It was Tony who helped me accept myself the way I am. Homosexual or whatever. He made me realize that we all have an Iron Man inside us. It is on us, to find him, accept him and take the mantle of being a savior.
Maybe this is the reason that you have to leave us all. The reason it had to end like this. Out of the 14 million possible outcomes that Doctor Strange sees, the only one that ends up with us winning against Thanos is the one where you say those golden words “I am Iron Man” for the last time.
I cannot say that it wasn’t painful seeing you die. It was heart-wrenchingly painful. But I can say this much that I am not sad. Because you, Tony Stark, had a marvelous life. You inspired so many minds, hearts, and souls. And at last, you had a glorious death. After all, you proved that you do not need superpowers to be a hero and save the world!
May your soul rest in peace, Iron Man!