A Life full of adversities

“Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty… I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life. I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well.”
                                                                                                                                                           ― Theodore Roosevelt

I am Nidhi Singh, daughter of Hari Singh, the estranged patriot. When I look at my father’s life, it leaves me a bitter feeling that it is his philosophies & principles which are accountable for his sufferings which ultimately became my family’s suffering which don’t seem to end. I have lived up a life with a painful vacuum, in school there were students who didn’t have their parents as they were no more in this world, then there was me who had a father but not with her, for two decades, almost equal to my own age. Life has been unfair & cruel to me, since I have lived all these years without the guardianship of a father. A father is the central figure of a family, who ensures safety, security & happiness in the lives of the dependent members, especially children. I think of myself as the most unfortunate daughter who has a father but is leading a fatherless life because the law of the land seems to have been blindfolded.

My family is living with a blot on their social identity, my siblings suffered a lot during their education, needless to say as what were the reasons. Money may not be a staple diet but it certainly is a spice which adds taste to life. Spending days, months & years for a better tomorrow, it’s been 21 years and our search for happiness & comfort is still on. We haven’t reached anywhere, my mother has been playing the role of my father ever since my father is in prison, and she is tired. My mother is scared about our future and is clueless about what our lives would be if anything unfortunate happens. I want her worries to end; I want my father back with us. Nobody has the right to change the course of someone’s life like this, the government isn’t listening to my wailing family, and it has written our destiny with spurious ink which only darkens our lives even more.

I am Nidhi Singh. A part of the painful story called Hari Singh, and nothing is coincidental about this story. Who is the real culprit? My father, who tried to awaken a somnolent & corrupt government or the government which, out of its stubbornness, denied my father’s rights guaranteed by constitution, and established by honorable high court on March 29th 2011. I request you all to go through my story and be my helping hands in a daughter’s struggle to bring her father home.

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