Chapter 1
Every day is always the same for me, go to work back home to misery eat, sleep, and wake up, it felt like God was punishing me. What did I ever do wrong? I did everything, get married at a reasonably young age, buy a house took me 18 years, to save 62,500 grand for a half – sized mansions at least I have shelter. I work hard even though it’s reasonable to do so, but I guess it’s better than begging on the streets. I don’t know how I could go on every day with the same intention, when my wife spends a lot of money on stupid things we don’t need I guess every husband has this problem and they overcome it by getting a divorce, but I’m not allowed to that is the price you pay for being Sikh, community will talk and I intend not to care but of course I do. I don’t know why I just do in some way even though they are all mouthy, it’s just all so devastating.
