Mom-Why are you wasting your time when your finals are in two months?
Me-umm, no, they are in Jan, after four months…
Mom-have you respect for time?
Of course not. Why else would I subject myself to the torture of finishing literature at two in the night?
Mom-You can’t behave like this, so irresponsibly. You have to study and be in the top of your class…
Yeah, like that’s ever happening…
Mom- Go to your room right now and start studying!
Me-My exams just got over and my head is hurting.
Mom-If you had studied before, you need not have stayed up so late last night. Now go! GO!
I have no choice. When she says go, I have to go. And the most irritating part is that when I do start studying, it feels almost right. This is where I belong, at my study table. I’m not meant for wasting my time. And even though I curse her, I can only marvel at the fact that my mom knows me inside out.
So, this is what I do after exams get over. I get so bored with having so much free time that I go back to the grind for some more. What do you do?