Without the cell

I tried it and emerged successful. I showed my mom I wasn't crazy of this gadget unlike what she thought. Mom had taken my cell away in a fit of anger and felt she'll give it only when I ask. And I didn't. Because I knew that if I do she'll remind me that I can't live without it. But that wasn't true. And true to myself I showed her I didn't need it. I lived an entire week without it. I went to office, came back, and still maintained contact with all my close friends. If not for their persuasion I would never have asked my mom. Guess they were tired of having to call home. But I showed them all who was the winner. I could survive without the so-called 'soul of Maria'.