Trapped in bathroom

Today is Sunday, and it was not different that any other sunday. I woke up at 11.00, brush. After that I went out, order the water, came back. Mast Paav-Bhaji banake khaya, extra butter marke. Meanwhile pani bhe aa gaya. Home-owner was doing some work in other bathroom. (Our house got two bathrooms. One was toilet combined, and other is only bathroom). He was doing the last touch finish of the new house on the second floor. At the same time, he was looking if anything to be done, for our house. He told me earlier that, if there is any problem, in the house tell me. I was in half sleep that time, I told him,"ok, I will. (Ab futle, aur sone de mereko.)".
After eating paav-bhaji(with extra butter), Kiran called me and asked to meet at forum at 1.00. I watched the time. 12.00. Ok, no problem, was my answer. Ab bahar jana hain, to nahana padega. Lekin maaki power hi nahi thi. Later I found that the power wont be there till evening. And no power means thunde pani se nahana padega.(electric department walonke maa ki . .. . ). So, I went to bathroom(this one do not have toilet). And while, opening the door, I remember that, the lock is jam. It needs some time and movement of door to open. Its an automatic latch. Arey yaar uncle (home-owner) ko bolna chahiye tha. Thik hain yaar, nahane ke baad bolte hain. So I went in bathroom, locked the door. Bahar dhoop ke wajahse, the water in the tank was a little hot, but not enough for full bath. Thik hain yaar, ab sirf pani maar lete hain. Sabun kal laga lenge. And so, I finished the bath, within 5 minutes. Towel (which I normally forget to carry in bathroom, like the heroes of hindi movies) se pochh liya, aur kadi khola.
While opening the latch, I remember that Ihave to apply some tricks. I applied the tricks. You have to push the door to yourself, and open the latch. Kuchh nahi hua. Ok, you have to push the door to other side, and open the latch. AAHHH, AAHHHH. Pura dum lagaya, par latch nahi khola. Ab kya karu. Repeat the cyle. I repeated the cycle, 10 times. Door stil closed. I did the same thing that any one (especially females) will do at such time. Shout.
Dhaad, Dhaad, Dhaad."Rajneesh, Rajneesh". (Rajneesh is my roommate, who was sleeping when i went to bath.). No response. Dhaad, Dhaad, Dhaad."Rajneesh, Rajneesh". ......... . Dhaad, Dhaad, Dhaad, Dhaad, Dhaad, Dhaad. "Rajneesh, Rajneesh". ...............
This cycle was repeated again 5 to 6 times, with the increase in number of Dhaads every time. After the failure of this procedure, I went back to my previous procedure, with no luck. I felt tired, and just sit there.
At that time, a familiar sound came,"arey manoj, bulaya kya?". It was Rajneesh. Procedure 2 has succeeded, though delay was a bit more, but response has come. I was about to say,"Nahi, bathroom main baithke bhajan ga raha hoon." But I quickly went to main topic. "ARey yaar, darwaja nahi khul raha, baharase try kar".
He tried from baharase. Repeated procedure1 for 5 minutes. The sound of kicking door is clearly different from other methods. Finally he visualises that the matter is more serious, and he said,"rook yaar, uncle ko bulata hoon".
Aa gaye Uncle. Procedure 1 for 5 minutes, only caller was different. He too soon found out the matter is beyond his hand. He called the carpenter, which was working in the new house.
Procedure 1 for 5 minutes. I wanted to tell him that,"ch*tiye logo, if door could have been opened like that, Rajneesh would have done that, and you would not have been here". After 5 minutes he said that,"aap andarse kholneko try karo". Le Bhenaki. Main itni der under baithke hila raha hoon kya? But again I said directly, "nahi khol raha hain, tala tod do.". "Aisahi karna padega", was his reply. I was happy that now something more than procedure 1 will be applied.
TTHAAK, TTHAAK,TTHAAK, TTHAAK. Yeh to hathode ki aawaz hain. He broke the nadle from out. Now there is no way for them, to try procedure 1. Then he came to window. (The bathroom has a small window, which was always closed, and which has iron grills). He passed the screew driver and told me that, break the handle by opening the screws. At that moment, I realised that I am wearinng a towel. Ok, forget the cloths. Bahar jake, hazar kapde pehen lena. I loosen the screws, and break latch. The lock is still intact, door closed. Kya chaman carpenter laye hain uncle, ab to door hi todna padega.
The carpenter put the out side handle back again, and tried opening. Again he came to window, gave screw driver and hammer, and told me to break one small part of lock, which was visible from outside. I tried that. After some time, he came back with a big foot screw. I tried with that, and broke that part. Now there was nothing in my hand. (No double meanings please). I returned his tool, and just sat there. Meanwhile Rajneesh said that somebody was calling me on mobile. Offcourse he was Kiran. I told him, give me the mobile. "Yeh log pata nahi, kitna time lenge, kuchh game to khel lu."
But after that fortunately, the carpenter didn't take much time. DDHAAAAD, DHHHAAAD. Huge hammer sounds, and feeewwwwwwwww, door opened. There were some 5 to 6 people with different size and shape standing outside, and I was in towel, with nothing inside.
"Khul gaya lock" - Uncle. (Dikh raha hain mereko). "haan" was my reply. I went in bedroom, and wear trouser and shirt.

Now I am thinking what would have been happened, if instead of me any child or any female would have been trapped. The only way was either to break the door, or break the window. Really, trouble can come at any time. Jindagi ka saala kuchh bharosa nahi hain. Who knows, while driving bike, which bus, truck, car, bike or even cycle has my death written on it. Or even in house, any electric button will have it. I am really happy that I have an Life Insurance policy. And I request the ones who is reading this (if there are any), to get one. I know, my death will not cause much damage to world. Arey Gandhiji ki maut ke baad bhi duniya chal rahi hain, to apun kis khet ki muli hain? My relatives will cry for some time, friends will say, "Acchha aadmi tha yaar", cullings in office will say, "arey yaar kaamka load badh gaya". May be in some newspapaer some news will come. And after that, everyone will continue their work. Sooner I will be out of memory, though I am sure I will be always in heart of few people.
Thats life boss, it is not going to stop for me.
Finally I will like to end this by something I have read on net. "Musibat aur lund batake khade nahi hote". So true.