It was the last day of tenth grade. Everyone in my class was planning to have dinner at Cyber Hub. Even I was allowed since I had done well in my board exams. This was the first time I was going to a restaurant alone with my friends.
I was surprised that my mother agreed to let me go since she always tries to keep an eye on me. She makes sure I follow the rules she has laid down and do not get into any trouble. My mother arranged a car to drop and pick me up from the restaurant. I was very thrilled to be able to do things on my own without constant supervision. When I arrived at the restaurant, I met my friends and sat down with them. We ordered pizza, pasta and pepsi and had a blast.
I kept checking my phone and was astonished to see that I had not received any calls or messages from my mother. At first, I was getting worried since this was so unlike her. However, I started to believe that she had finally understood the importance of personal space. After having had a lot of pepsi, I needed to use the restroom. On my way, I checked my phone – still no messages or calls. I was smiling to myself and enjoying my newfound freedom when, from the corner, I heard a familiar voice. I immediately recognised who it was.
I turned slowly with frustration on my face only to see my mother and her friends having their own party in the corner of the very same restaurant.