Why He Climbed His Roof

My car workshop owner is an Indian Muslim. So everytime I go to check on my cars progress he offers me a cup of sweet milk chai and we talk. About politics, Modi, and even the local politicians who line up to get their cars repaired. He specialises in engines particularly. From its roar he can sense what is wrong. He can fine tune it to a hum. Last evening he spoke about how his entire family had once packed their bags to leave for Pakistan. Even the train tickets had been purchased. On the morning they were to leave his grandfather got to know. He refused to leave. Instead he climbed the roof of his tiled house.