(I, Jessica Robert is a fun loving girl but as usually late for important tasks. Nothing in my life is normal since the day dad left us. My mom has been my best friend providing me all the liberty but still somewhere deep inside my heart I still miss my dad. My day usually starts with being late for small things. Though I sleep early but always end up with getting late usually 8:55am. However, I still somehow manage to get ready within five minutes but only the thing troubles me is ‘MANAGEMENT’. My things are usually the victims of ‘lost property’. I’m quite good at loosing stuffs specially phones and notebooks. Today I am searching for my ‘Project’.
This drama is all about my daily struggles which we all face specially, when we are late for our high schools or university lectures and seminars. This drama is dedicated to all single parent who manages their kids efficiently and all students who are excellent at loosing their own properties)
Alarm rings. Oh!!! Not again ‘9 am’. Again late for college.
Mom (shouting): “Jessica, What the hell are you doing???Can’t you be up little early . ”
Me: “YES, I’m up here. I’ll be downstairs in just 20 minutes.”
Mom (angry): “20 minutes!!! What is wrong with you???Huh!!! I am leaving.
Mom: I’m already late for my meeting. What do want?
Me: Ok!!! You go. I’ll manage.
(Suddenly the door shuts and I could feel the emptiness in the dining room. Since my dad left us I could sense a burden of responsibility on my mom’s shoulder. She usually seems to be happy and void sometimes both at the same time. I don’t remember the face of my dad even. My mom simply says that he was a nice young man. )
(Suddenly after 20 minutes the door opens up again and I see mom coming.)
Mom (gently): Dear I’m sorry.
Me (confused): What happen mom?
Mom: Nothing, do you need some help?
Me: I’m okay. I’M just looking out for some projects.
Mom: Go and check your car.
Me: I don’t think I keep my important stuffs in some unusual places mom.
Mom: Trust me just go and check.
I left out the room in despair. Suddenly, I realized I might have kept it inside the car as last night I visited my friend's house for the project and end up getting drunk heavily. I rushed out and was completely thrilled to see my project lying helplessly on the backseat as if it was eagerly waiting for me. Henceforth, I rushed back in and hugged my mom. She was angry, surprised and glad at the same time.