The Piano Man

I was on a business trip in Mumbai, India and staying at a hotel. In the downstairs of the hotel was a large dining area and adjacent lobby. As I entered the area around dinner time, I heard and the saw a gentleman playing a piano. Eventually we started chatting and he asked me where I was from. I told him that I was Canadian and lived in Toronto. He said that he also spent time in Toronto and that his family was residing there presently. He asked me when I was returning back home and so I told him. He asked if I would be so kind as to carry a letter back with me that he had just written for his daughter. I said that I would. He mentioned the name of the company where his daughter works and I said that the particular company had an office in the building where my company is situated. He asked me the address of that building and so I told him. He said that that is the address where his daughter is employed at. It turns out that she worked one floor up from mine and that her desk was almost situated directly over mine.