Ever since I got a job in Bangalore, I and my mom Sindhu shifted there. We were living in a 2BHK and we had our own rooms and privacy. Though she couldn’t adjust to the fast life and the atmosphere at first, she gradually got adapted to the city life and it was visible in all her hemispheres – dressing style, beauty consciousness, and occasional parties. Actually, my mom began to enjoy the freedom away from my dad. She started wearing modern dresses, she frequently visited the spas. I could see her transforming into a much attractive lady in her new attire. We would go shopping on weekends as I love to buy her modern dresses. We became cool with each other and little was I ashamed when I go with her to a lingerie shop. Mom had always observed the life of young IT guys and was fascinated. She had acquired a few friends – some neighbors and a few of my friends and their parents. Things were going smoothly when one day, while I was in office I got a call from an unknown number. I p