All literalities aside...

Passing by Nirmal outside Millets of Mewar on Tyler's last afternoon in Udaipur, some preliminary goodbyes are said. Nirmal says something about people leaving, and I pipe up with a handy cliche, "When one door closes..."
Nirmal finishes the sentence for me, "... another one opens...".

But then he laughs.

"But you guys aren't doors, you're friends!"