”“I’m Steve Adams, and yes, I’m the exchange student. I’m still learning Swedish.”“Your pronunciation was fine, so that’s a good start...! And that’s a cool hat!”“Thanks. Do you live around here?”“Yes, over on Jaktlykan. Maybe we can get together sometime? I’d like to have a friend from the US.”“Sure. I can give you my phone number.”“I know Peter really well, so I have it. Are you free sometime this week?”“I have something going on almost every day. Maybe Saturday?”“OK. I’ll call you later this. After coming to our house, our maid Neha would do the dishes, wash clothes and dry them up on the terrace.She was studying ITI course so she used to ask me her doubts in her academics. It was our daily routine too. She used to do household chores and then come to my room which was next to the terrace. I would solve her doubts. For this purpose, I also had her number and so, we used to chat a lot and became good friends.One day, when our young maid was drying the clothes, I got to see her boobs. When we meet outside our organisation she prefers to call me “bhaya(brother)” instead of “sir”Upon receipt of the resignation notice from Shabu, quite naturally I called her to my office to ascertain the possible reason of her unexpected move. When she entered my office anger was evident from her face, and I was curious to know the reasons. I asked her why she was leaving to which she replied, “I have learnt that there is something going on between you and Shez, I didn’t expect you to be. “You call about clean house, yes?” She inquired.I was starting to feel like I was taking part in theMikado. I realized that you didn’t have to speak Englishto clean a house so I let the communication barrierslide. I made an appointment for her to come by thefollowing day. She told me she had no classes in theafternoon and would come by at one. We said our good byesand I hung up. I thought no more of it. I had actually forgotten the appointment and was busyworking when I heard.