Hi, I am Ravi. I was 16 when my parents got divorced. I didn't know whose fault it was. I was no one to judge my parents. But still, like everybody else in our family, I also felt that my father was the one to blame. Because he was leaving his family for another woman. That too, somebody much younger than him. I missed him. I hated him. I vowed to forget him. I grew up without my father's support. My father had left our city after divorcing my mother. In fact he had left the country too. He took up a job in Singapore. He went there with his new wife. So it was all the more easy for us to forcefully forget him. It is said that ‘out of sight is out of mind’. My father was a successful corporate manager. When he left us, my father was 40 and my mother was 35 years of age. They were of two diametrically opposite personalities and character. My father was flamboyant, a go-getter and a dynamic management professional. He did everything that was required to get him to the top. Work hard ; party harder ; a lot of clubbing and Golf ; rapport with the right people…that was my father.