Rasarani: In Bombay, I was cleaning up after having made Prabhupada’s breakfast. I was trying to do it quietly because Prabhupada was going to take rest, but I took a long time because I wanted to do it nicely. I noticed it was quiet in his apartment, and I thought, “Prabhupada is resting.” I tried to leave, but I was locked in. I was terrified. I was locked in with Prabhupada, a sannyasi, and the servant was gone. I thought, “If Prabhupada wakes up and finds me here, I’ll be in big trouble. What am I going do?” I went onto the balcony and waited for someone to walk by and let me out. This was the second time that such a thing happened. When I was in Sydney, they took me over to clean Prabhupada’s apartment while he went for his morning walk. But lo and behold, Prabhupada came back early. Vegavan said to me, “What are you doing here?” I said, “I’m cleaning.” He said, “You can’t be here” and shoved me behind the door. Prabhupada was getting changed, and I was standing behind the door. I thought, “What do I do now?” Through the crack I could see Prabhupada taking off his jumper. I thought, “Oh no, I can see him getting changed! They just left me here like this!” Then all the devotees and Prabhupada left, and I was left behind the door thinking, “Should I come out?” I just couldn’t believe I was locked in Prabhupada’s quarters. It was hard for women in those days, because you were never supposed to be anywhere, but at the same time you had all sorts of services to do.