Chapter 94
"Flight 231 to LaGuardia airport is now boarding." I stood up with the throng of people all going to New York.
I had quit my job, sold my house, said goodbye to Usha and Mother for now, and had packed everything I had into boxes and had shipped them out to America. They were waiting for me inside the apartment I had rented somewhere in the borough of Queens. All I had with me was a carry on and a few suitcases which were being loaded.
The office was upset about my sudden departure. They considered me an important part of the team. Funny since it was usually only Pamela and Jared who talked to me most of the time. Funny how true colors only show when they feel it's "right".
My phone rang.
"Yes, Usha?"
"Nikhil, why must you leave?" I sighed. My casual and yet formal attire moving almost as one with the breath.
"Usha, it's only best for me."
"No, it's not. Canada is best for you. You see what a mess that country is right now. Father's family left India to escape to something better. All you're doing is escaping to something worse."
"Goodbye, Usha, I have to get going."
"Nick-" I hung up the phone and shut it off as the woman checked my ticket and I took my seat on the plane.
I wanted to start over and cease being known as the son of the man who survived out on sea for a few months. I didn't want to have to continue to live the dream that was cut short for my father. It was too much to bear...