After parking my bike in my building, I remembered that my phone was on silent mode. When I took it out of my pocket, I saw 22 missed calls from my Bhayya. He had never called me so many times in a day. I was worried that he would get angry with me. At first I thought that I would talk to him personally when he returned from Jaipur the next day. But when bad times come, no one can stop them. I couldn’t stop myself and called him. But the voice that answered from the other side did not appear to be that of Bhayya. The person who answered the phone said something which destroyed all my happiness in a moment.