Plot: One day a prince and a pauper meet. The pauper eyes the crisp tie the prince is wearing. The prince eyes the camel the pauper has tamed. And thus Prince Ranvijay of the royal Mansion and Chhotu a boy working in Bhati's small time roadside food joint strike a chord defying the age old relationship of exploitation between the "haves" and the "have nots". The story revolves around "Chhotu" (that's what people call all laboring boys when no one cares about their identity). "What is your real name?" Chhotu doesn't have an answer. The question changes his life. He realizes he doesn't want to be Chhotu like the millions of Chhotu's working in food joints and other industries across the country. "I am Kalam." Chhotu finds himself saying. Why can't he be Kalam? Kalam is the name of India's former President! Well, he too was ten-years-old once, and Chhotu saw on TV that he was a poor boy like "Chhotu", selling newspapers when he was a kid. Chhotu is a dreamer. Ranvijay will do anything to make Chotu's dream come true.