I’m angry. No. That's too small a word to describe the intense, all-consuming rage I’m feeling within me. I couldn’t sleep at all last night after returning from Vardhan Bhawan. How could I? The mess that my father created had to be taken care of. And to top it all, our argument has left me feeling utterly outraged and furious. How the hell could he think for one second that I would ever agree to this crap?