I want my father to leave

I , 30F, stay away from home (chennai) and work in different city. I have been for many years now. The space I stay in is less than 1rk but more than just a bedroom with minimal furnishing. My father came here to “take rest”. He’s retired and has a 2bhk house yet he can’t find peace or take rest there. No wonder I had to stay away from my family for my peace. I cook all meals for him, I go to work and have to come back immediately because he keeps calling me. This morning he didn’t let me sleep and wanted me to accompany him for a walk to the park. I’m fucking tired from all the work. He and my mother never let me sleep peacefully at our home. He’s doing the same here now. He’s been here for two weeks now. I wanted to book his ticket for the 31st. But my mother tells some YouTuber told that according to a siddhar there’s going to be a tsunami on the 31st, apart from it being an inauspicious day for travel. “Let him be there till new year with you”. What are we going to do though ???! There’s going to be a party at my workplace till late night for new year and I won’t be able to go for that. I can’t dress the way I want. I have to carry the clothes to my workplace and change it there and be back soon. Let’s leave the new year thing aside. I still want to be left alone. There’s no door that separates us. I’m constantly having to answer his questions. It is just so draining. I dry the clothes inside the room, I feel awkward drying my inner wear. I have to hide it. I have to dry all his clothes and mine myself before going to work so that he doesn’t touch it. I have to get dressed in the bathroom. He’s constantly complaining about how the things need to change in my room. I tell him sogusa vazhradhuku idhu sonnadha veedhu illa. I’m a single person staying in the room. I maintain it very clean. Im preparing for higher education exams. I failed recently. I need to prepare again for my PhD scholarship, but I haven’t studied a bit in the last 2 weeks. He wants to stay till 6th. I just want him out. At this point I feel like booking a flight ticket (even though train was what was planned) for tomorrow no matter what the price. I left home because I could never really do what I wanted- for instance read a newspaper. If you could read a newspaper, get to sleep in the night peacefully that’s a privilege. My parents left me to fend for myself throughout my childhood. They were never a space where I could confide in. They damaged me throughout by being emotionally abusive. My mother wants to be free of my father. My father wants to be free here away from all the commitments he has at home. Today, they’re fucking up with my life for their comfort once again. I hide my face and cry in sleep because it’s suffocating to be around my parents or talk to them. No matter how much I love chennai I’m staying away just so that I don’t have to live with them. ******* EDIT: I have always cared for them, sometimes at my own expense. They are also financially dependent on me. Whatever I am today is because of them. My disappointment is the eternal yearning for care from them and the never-ending fight for freedom for the smallest of pleasures in life. I remember washing the toilets to bargain for extra play time during school vacation. The tone of this post is not the tone or the words I'd use at them. This post is not to make them look cruel, this is just that part of my life, which I would rather not share with someone who knows me in irl. Regularly distancing from them helps me maintain my sanity and my politeness towards them. Half my life I have been occupied with standing up to them that being alive in itself feels an achievement, let alone have aspirations in life- earn a certain package, travel to a new place, meet-up with a friend.