Pieces of the Puzzle

Its really sad that Nudie decided to move. Its been a shock really. Not just to me but all those who knew and liked her. My meeting with Nudie was quite a coincidence, a sudden encounter if you must. Who would have thought that we would get so intimate?

A few months ago on that memorable day, I was talking to my friend on my cell phone and decided to play with my window blinds (as a sign of boredom). We usually don’t open the blinds of this particular window which faces the neighbor building. We like to be secretive about what we do in our bedroom. That day, I started scanning other people’s homes from their open windows.

I saw this young beautiful woman walking around in her room. Quite a shabby pad for a pretty thing like her, I thought. Whats with that skimpy top, dont you know some decent/respectable folks live here? Before I could even gather my wits, this woman starts peeling her clothes. I mean actually stripping. Skimpy top and all on the floor. Had to pinch myself first: these things happen only to other people. Then I quickly hang up on my friend after explaining the grave scenario. If it were to him, he might have caught the next flight home. Rushed and switched off the lights, alerted hubby and watched this amazing live performance by Nudie. Now you would think Nudie would realize that her blinds were broken and that there were people trying to get to know her. You would think that any minute now she would run away into the dark abyss never to return.

But she didn’t disappoint us. She walked around naked, read her book naked, manicured naked and most of time scratched herself quite vigorously ( I know, it was not all that glamorous)…..till we got BORED! So we slept (I don’t know if hubby actually did).

The show didn’t stop there. Every night (cos we couldn’t see very clearly at daytime) we were regaled. Prancing and scratching in the nude. We started having more guests than ever before. They even brought out chairs and made themselves comfortable next to the window. Popcorn please!

Then there was this other woman (Creepy, is what we named her) who lives on the floor above Nudie who thought we were peeking into her house. She kept eyeing our window suspiciously. And I thought we were operating under immense discretion. This one time Creepy shut her blinds in anger. Huh?? Some issues you have missy! If only you knew what was going on under your snooty nose!

Maybe Nudie was an exhibitionist who loved to show off her assets. Maybe she was trying to woo someone in our building. Maybe she had psoriasis and couldn’t wear clothes. Who cared?!

But now, she’s left us forever. Some boring people have replaced Nudie and the blinds.