CHAPTER 1:GOOD BYE DAD!
"How cud you do this?",i heard my mom wailing,as she had locked me inside my room,I was too young by age to get all this but mature enof by situation to understand that my DAD was unofficially leaving us,to stay wid his new wife.I was confused.....though he always hated me and i dint mind he leaving home,but my concern was mom...how is she supposed to support her self and her growing 7 yr old son.All i did was sobbed in my room."No, please dont leave now.Think of your son,",i heard her again."Dont try to stop me in that bastard's name".
Dad hated me and i had accepted that fact quite coldly. Infact i had started hating him too.Being not connected to me or my mother, i dont noe y had he stayed so long wid us.Life in his presence was hell for him and for me and mom,but he was the only source to run the household,but no more.
He was leaving mom.This insident had triggered last night.He came home drunk,and hit my mom as he did every alternate night but sumthing new did happen last night.My mom called the police.He spent the whole night in the lock up, but things dint go down well as my mother had expected.He came back home only to go away forever. He was leaving for his new wife. He had married her long ago. Before i was born. he stayed there and came home once in a while only to abuse me and mom. "I am sorry. i'll nvr call the polica again. dont leave us in between. wre will ashu go??? who will run the household." mom cried again. " to hell with ur son and you....get lost. i am leaving" dad said. "fuck u man. i will keep mom happy ,leave!!!! u scum bag" i said to my self. Dont know why my mom's father as chosen this man to b wid my mom forever. only sinners can get a punishments to live wid him forever. Now i had to make a new beginning with my struggling mom. But i had promised myself under all circumstances i will win in life. Everything.......money, fame comfort and most importantly love.
And with this my life started again. A voyage of self satisfaction and promises made to myself will take me to places wre i had nvr imagined......

Prologue

YEAR:2004
Yahoo messenger.
UserId:Ashwit_Mishra2004
Password:******
I was logging into my accont after a month.The last month had been really difficult.I had to take some of the biggest decisions of my life.I never knew these dicisions wud change my life completely, probably that is why i took them. I was hoping she was online. But she was not. A window sprang into life titled OFFLINE MESSEGES.All messeges wre frm her. I was not expecting ne other outcomes of my decision.There wre 3 msgs.
1.Ashwit plz dont do this
2.U r crazy.I dont understand??
3.Y on earth do u wanna get urself killed for such a silly reason!!??
But i had made my mind. I was on my way to Iraq to get Aleema. I was not thinking much abt it or atleast trying not to think abt it coz the more i wud think abt it the more my mind will be compelled to change my decision, wich i certainly did not want to.I was ready to go all the way for Aleema.But not ready to think will i be able to go all the way?
I wanted to type my explanation back to Aleema.But then retaliated on the idea.No matter how good an explanation i had, thr was no way i can convince an iraqi muslim girl that her hindu brahmin indian lover is comming to the worlds most deadliest war zone under one of the most gruesome dictator Saddam Hussain only to see her, love her and take her with him if he is still breathing in that land wre AK-47 is a household comodity sold for $25.
Thing wre even worse coz Aleema's father was a part of a silent opposition against the Dictator.That was unboubtedly the most unwelcomed career in countries like Iraq.But this IIT bombay techie nerd had made his mind baselessly to go thereand had planned every move to gain access into the country.Guess this(LOVE) is wat makes most balanced people topple,or mayb I took this step coz of my unforgetful past and the turbulent present lyf of mine.While i was closing my computer for a afternoon nap at my current New York residencial apartment my mind cud not stop but venture into forbidden corners of my memory(wich sumwhr down the line wre the reason of my current state of mind), searching for the causes and answers to make an attempt to justify my reckless and bizzare decisions.And the 1st memory it stopped at was way back into my childhood.............in bombay.
That was the place wre it all started.
to be continued in CHAPTER 1(comming soon)