Live-"in"g in Bombay

I seem to be having a live in relationship with him in Bombay or something. Because we are living in this 4 storey building. i think we are on the 4th floor looking over a lit up highway.The house was small. Enough for 2. It had a medium sized hall and a bedroom. And a small balcony where i distinctly remember the clothes hanging over a cloth line. I seem to be making coffee and he's looking over the calendar ticking out days. It was an october. Suddenly the bell rings, and he realizes that his mother has dropped in for a surprise visit. I tell him that i will stand behind the door and then slip out when she comes in, But he somehow convinces me to stay saying that his mother's eyesight is lousy and she wont even realise that im there. She finally comes in. True to his word, she cant spot me. Or she doesnt sense that im around. She sits around, fiddles with his things, clothes etc. Says that he has got a nice place. And then she starts moving around the house. I try to avoid her by running around. i duck and go into the balcony. She reaches there to get a towel. As she reaches out her hand she almost touches my face, but i lean to the right so that she doesnt. i start making threatening eye contacts with him asking him to do something! she goes in for a bath. He comes, hugs me, cups my face, consoles me and tells me that she will leave in awhile and then we can go have dinner at some nice place.