Prank taken too far.

"It's the first day in the month of April, and you all know how it has been for ages. It is April Fool's Day; don't let anyone fool you," my mom warned after we said our morning prayer.

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It is no news that on the first day of the month of April, the number of pranksters on the street increased by 100 percent, and the only way to deal with it is to be extra careful and avoid falling for any prank or pranksters. Not falling for any prank on this day was a really difficult thing to do, but we all had to give it our best shot.

"Today is the day for the little get together with other members of my little cooperative society, and I would like you guys to go with me as there will be a lot to eat and drink," mom added.

"Now you are talking mom, let's just get our chores done, and we will prepare immediately. We will be done in a jiffy; trust me, we won't waste your time." My siblings and I sweet-mouthed our mom and made her smile.

"As food is involved, see how energetic and sweet you guys are," mom replied.

"Haha!" we laughed as we all left the sitting room to get our chores done.

While we went about carrying out chores, we were busy avoiding falling for all the pranksters that have flooded the street looking for someone to play a prank on. It is even more confusing when you don't know who is out to prank you and who is not. All you have to do is avoid almost everyone and be very sure before you give any response or follow instructions from anyone.

"I really cannot wait to devour the meat; I have been having these pictures and scenes in my head," I told my brother.

"Now you sound like a hungry person, better don't go there and disgrace us because I will act like I don't know you," my brother replied.

"Haha, not like I am going to beg; just don't miss out where you are claiming to be a big boy," I replied.

Finally, it was time for the party. I got my best dress on, and since dad was not around, we boarded a taxi to the venue. Stepping into the venue, the aroma of the food hit me, and I wished we could just skip everything and get to the part where we start eating. A few minutes into the partying and everything, my mom's phone rang, and she had to step out because of the noise, and I followed her.

"Hello, is this Mrs. Offia?" an unknown caller

"Mrs. Offia, on the line, and who are you?" mom responded.

"I am not a bringer of sad news, but your house is on fire," the unknown caller added.

The next thing I saw was my mom falling and people trying to hold her. That scene still plays in my head to this date, and I thought she had fainted or something, so I rushed to get closer.

"Kachi, get a bike or a taxi, anything that can take us home, just get something," mom shouted.

I rushed out, and there was no taxi in sight, just bike men, and we boarded one only to get home, and there was no fire anywhere, and everything was just the way we left it.

"April Fool!" Philip, our neighbor's child, shouted from inside their house.

If only I was allowed to get hold of Philip that day, I would have loved it, he made me miss my whole aim of going to the party. I only got to perceive the aroma but never tasted anything; he took the prank too far, and I still ask him, What if my mom had a heart attack? He would still call that a prank, right? I was happy there was no fire, but sad I did not get the chance to make my dream of eating until my stomach aches come true.