I wrapped myself in a scrap of canvas, and was soon slumbering, with no thought given to keeping watch or possible dangers to be found.The next mornin..., I took stock of myself and my resources, and found I had my clasp knife, a small looking glass, a tinderbox and flint, a tin of ship's biscuit, an adze, an awl, some rope, cord and canvas, a small container of iron nails and a glass demijohn of water. I would need some way to obtain meat, as the ship's biscuit wouldn't last me very long at all.. I spit on the doctor and turned to my wife.“Don’t come home this time. Just stay the fuck away from us.”I left and drove to the hospital. I called my aunt and asked her to come by and stay with the kids until I got home. Nothing was broken in my hand or wrist, but it hurt like hell. They wrapped it up for me, gave me prescriptions for some pain killers and anti-inflammatories and sent me home.They were visible from the end of the block. I slowed down and then stopped as I watched the two police. I then rolled off her feeling very exhausted.I must have dozed off because the next think I was aware of, I was lying there on my mom’s bed alone. I got up and went downstairs to find a note from her saying she had gone to the store and was making some errands. I showered, got dressed and had a bite to eat. I then got a call from a buddy so I went to visit him and some other friends. We got a little ball game going and so I spent the major part of the afternoon with my buddies. Around. I know you will. I have seen you now.Days passed by and my mom was normal by now. We then decided to go to our native place at Mathura. I booked two tickets in the first a/c compartment. Mom was wearing a beautiful red chiffon saree with a deep neck and almost backless blouse. The saree was below her navel and she was looking damn hot to resist. We got into the train at around 5PM. we sat on our seats.Then another man entered onto the coupe. He was a south-Indian (I presumed it on his black.