What could Saurabh Dwivedy do .....
I was scolding Saurabh Dwivedy, as he had not come to the station to receive me when I went to Bombay, despite me telling him a hundred times that that was the first time I was coming to Bombay and without a person receiving me at the station, it would be difficult for me. "Moreover," I told, "Junk guy, I called you on your mobile, but you just did not pick up. It was ringing endlessly and in the end I had to disconnect it." He, after saying sorry for not being able to come to receive me, explained why he could not come. He was about to start preparing to go to the station, and was smoking a cigarette, when he noticed that the ashtray had become very dirty. With the idea of cleaning it, he took it and came outside the main door. He was in a bermuda and a baniyan only at that time, which was very normal as he was sitting in the home only and had come just outside the main door to throw the ash in the dustbin, in order to clean the ashtray.
What was not normal, occurred thereafter. He might have been merely two feet outside the main door, when the wind blew, and, truing his worst nightmares, closed the door with it. The door had automatic lock, which meant it would lock itself if it is closed and to open it again, one needs the key. How dangerous these doors can prove out to be, our poor Saurabh Dwivedy, with just a bermuda and a baniyan on his body, with no chappals in his feet, with a friend coming to Bombay for the first time whom he has to receive, with a friend who would try to call him on his mobile if he does not meet him at the station, and with a mobile phone that was closed inside the flat with rest of the stuff, had just realized :). He had to borrow chappals and a shirt from 'pados vali bhabhi ji' then make a call to his room partner asking him to come with the other key, only to be informed that because of some client visit that guy would also be late that day .... :) ...