You read in many books (mostly Western) that the window or the house has a beautiful view. Not such a luxury in "namma Bharatha". Not for urbanites at least. Many of our windows have a view of neighbors front door from where you see the lady with whom you are not in speaking terms, or the solar tank on the top of neighbors house. And of course it will be black, as darkness. And I am talking about independent houses, not apartments. Luckily for us, our kitchen window had a decent view. You could see road and beyond that some trees and of course sky. You guessed it right, the site behind our house is empty. It was a good thing. At least one incentive to go to kitchen for us - ladies who abhor cooking. I could gaze at the sun or moon and get all romantic and cook a reasonably edible meal. Then came the bad days. Of my kitchen window and hence my cooking. Instead of Sun, or bright sky, I started getting the view of men and women. Who were in such a nice empty place t