Well, all the basic buttons were there. I could see how to turn the set off and on and change channels. But what were all these others? I decided to t...ke her advice. I turned the set on and began channel surfing. Soon, I found a rerun of one of my all-time favorite series, "The Dick Van Dyke Show." Ah, young Mary Tyler Moore! How often had I fantasized about being her... being Laura Petrie. So lovely, so sweet, so sexy... Suddenly, I spotted a button that was labeled ENT/RPLC. Enter? Replace?. I had never actually been there before—it was across the river from the university—so we didn't know where to go to meet a plane. There were few people hanging around two or three planes. I stopped near a big metal building and got the attention of one of the men. He walked over and asked if we were lost. He was wearing coveralls with the name Jason sewn in script over one pocket."I think so. We're looking for a plane."He nodded, not pointing out how stupid my comment sounded."Are you looking. . . Eh . . . Key broke off in the lock.''The what?' I screamed. 'That was the only key! Were locked in here.''I'm sorry, I just wanted to make a joke. This isn't what's supposed to happen.' I got up and tried the lock. It wouldn't budge. The key had broken off in the lock. It was kinda like the game I was playing on the computer. But then in real life and with an annoying sister. 'The window!' My sister yelled!She looked down from my window and returned sad. 'It's too high to jump, right.' I. Mujhe us samay laga ki meri mummy susu karne gayi hai kuch samay hone ke bad jab vo aayi nahi mai niche utar ke aangan ke taraf gaya maine bathroom me dekha mummy vaha nahi thi tabhi meri nazar gate pe padhi jispe kundi nahi lagi thi. Mai jan gaya tha mummy piche gayi hai maid hire se nikal ke gali ke raste piche ke ghar pe pahucha Dadaji ka gate band tha lekin aander light jal rahi thi mai jaan raha tha meri mummy aur Dadaji aander hi hai mai piche ke gali me jake dekha aur jaise mujhe shak.