Can YOU answer her questions?

“I shall come”, said he and left his home. It was a bone-chilling dawn. He carried his trowel, a long

rope and a wooden stick. He walked, through the lanes which were dark and dingy, to reach his first assignment for the day. He knocked at the door, and the first word of welcome was that of profanity. He was ordered by the householder to enter from the door in the backyard.

He was supposed to clean the septic tank. Protected only by a small lower garment, and holding his breath, he entered it.no sooner than he entered, glass pieces pierced his sole until they bled profusely. Can he utter a word of pain or rebuke?

 He had to endure. The black fluid engulfed his body inches by inches until it reached his neck. He could no longer hold his breath. The lethal gas entered his nose, burning his throat until it suffocated him. He gasped harder, he could feel his heart beat ferociously fast, he thought about his child to whom he had promised that he would return in some time. A thud he felt at the crown of his head, he could feel the bird of life break open his cage of flesh and bones and fly liberated.

But, he could see everything. When grim silence occupied his backyard, the householder came to see his body floating. And you know he could see everything. Not a single would approach a yard closer to him. With garden hoses, they poured gallons and gallons of water over his body. After some time, they probably realized that he was dead. 

He could see his child waiting for him at the door, with eyes brimming with tears of expectancy. When his wife was informed of his demise, she dawdled until she reached his body. Could any set of words describe her agony? The land beneath her feet had slipped, nearly irrevocably.

Could he expect an honourable obeisance? His creditor wouldn`t allow his mortal remains to move an inch until his debt was paid off.

He could see everything, and yes, he had, with a lot of hope and deep love nurtured a dream. A dream to see his child as an officer. He flexed his every cell of his body, worked unimaginably hard, expending every atom of his energy towards making his child an educated individual. An erudite, literate so that she could live a better life. He starved, but saved every pie he could for this child`s better future, but now, his hard savings had to be mortgaged to clear his debts.

Who could muster the courage to answer his child`s repeated questions about her father?

Why was her father not answering her incessant calls?

Why was her father sleeping with his eyes open?

Why was a fetid stench emanating from her father?

Can you answer her questions?

Who do you think had snatched her dear father away from her?