Essay on The Death Of My Father
The night you vanished, I was coming down stairs to see what was causing the commotion, and saw that a guy laid spread-eagled on the floor. I started over towards Mr Kulkarni to ask him what had happened, when I saw you running out the chawl. I thought nothing of it at the time, but the longer you were gone from the chawl, the more worried for you I got.’
‘I’m sorry I never told you where I was going but I had to get out of there.’
‘One day my father finally told us what happened that night. That is how I came to the conclusion that you thought you must have killed my father or something. Also, I now knew why you had run away and why my father had stopped abusing my mother and me.
I often wondered where you had gotten to and always hoped that nothing bad had happened to you. I would sometimes go visit Salim and ask him if he had any news from you, but his answer was always the same. A year had past and neither one of us had heard from you, and it was time for me to go to university. However, just before I left my father started drinking again. He was sad that I was leaving and thought that alcohol would solve this problem. He often came home drunk, he would yell at people and pass out in random and inappropriate places. He was heading down the same path he had been down so many…