I am not in the least bit surprised by how quickly people are forgetting what “The Girl” is about, as that’s all she is — a girl, a girl who can’t get enough of her life, and a girl whose name means nothing to her.
In a time when so many of us are obsessed with a person, we don’t usually look back at the person in question and ask, “What made you do this?”
But I can assure you that this is exactly what happened to Kannad Gothilla when she was young.
The first time I saw her, she was in her teens, and she was playing at her local park in Malwa, a suburb of Johannesburg, South Africa.
Kannadega was a shy, shy kid, and as we talked, she kept asking me, “Why did you do that?”
“It was my decision,” she said.
“I was happy, I was enjoying it, I wasn’t depressed.
But the time is coming when I’ll be too old, and I’ll have to look back on what I did and decide how I’m going to deal with this.”
“I decided to start doing what I used to do.
I was in my late teens and I was living a very happy life, I had my family, I didn’t have any problems, I thought everything was going to be OK.
I didn, and then suddenly, my life changed.
I had this sudden panic attack that I couldn’t stop and I cried a lot, and there was so much crying, and it made me very sick.
I just had to go to the hospital and there I was, being treated by doctors.
And when they started to say, ‘It’s probably not the right time to be doing this, you need to stop,’ I was very upset and I said, ‘Yes, I will do it.’
But when they said, “You can’t stop,” I was shocked and shocked and then I just couldn’t do it anymore.
I thought, ‘How can I stop it?’
And so I went to the police.
So then I went back to the school where I used the school bus. “
So I started taking medication for depression, but it didn’t work and I had to take it again.
So then I went back to the school where I used the school bus.
And that’s when the police came to my house.
They came with guns, they went to my parents house and they took my father, my mother, my sisters, my older sister.
They took all my possessions.
And I was scared and scared because I didn’ know how they would treat me if I didn'”t say anything.
I said to my sister, “Don’t be scared, just tell them I’m in trouble and they will go to court and they won’t treat me as if I’m a criminal.”
“My sister was like, ‘But why do you want to go there?'”
“They went to school, they came back home and my parents went home, and they told me, ‘You know, we’ve already taken your father and you are in the custody of the police, and you need help, you can’t leave the house.
We’ll take you to the nearest hospital.
You can’t go out of the house, you have to stay there.'”
The police came back and my mother was like “Oh my god, it’s you!”
My mother was very angry because my sister had gone to the wrong place, and my father was also there and she wanted to get him out of there.
So my mother started crying.
“And I just started to cry again.
I started to go out and look for my sister.
I ran away.
I couldn’ t take care of myself.
And then I saw this man running from a police station, and he was on the roof, and when he saw me, he was so happy.
I wanted to hug him, I wanted him to hug me, and that’s how I got into the hospital.
But I got discharged from the hospital, and the next day, I went and saw my father.
I went home and said, “‘Daddy, I’m fine.
You’re in my care, you’re going to school.’
And he was very happy to hear that.
And he told me he didn’t think he would ever see me again, but he said that he had no choice because he wanted to be with me and he wanted me to go back to school.
And so that’s what he did.
“And Kannada, in the country that gave us Kannapura, is a very traditional language.
Kanna, or Kannadi in Kannabadi, is spoken by about 200,000 people.
And Kanna is very traditional, and Kannadan means a boy who is tough