An airport trip. My mother calls me Jessie at home. It's a variety name, but sometimes you see i...

An airport trip. My mother calls me Jessie at home. It's a variety name, but sometimes you see it on Facebook under 10il... 🙂 My mother grew up in a monastery. My mother's mother herself made me enter the monastery because the conditions at home were not very good. My mother lived a repressed life back then. To escape from the monastery, my mother had somehow acquired a scholarship and gone to North India to study. She was good at studying. While studying for her MBA, she gave in to her famil