SAHA

The neighbours stalking behind the windows had made the bubble pulsate. It was best to cover the windows.

Visits to the local super market did not offer long yearned break for stalking. Stalking neighbours followed  there even though Johan had grown mustache to avoid being recognized.

When Johan was barbecuing in his back yard neighbours were stalking behind hedgerow. Situation was so bad that even the sun itself felt driven to corner and sausages tasted like ash.

Among the post came anonymous letters with pictures of Saha`s house in different times of a day. And once even a picture of Johan taking a shower! Johan knew stalkers were now from a higher level. Perhaps even from security police.

The video feed from the camera set to survey summer cottage`s north wall and old pine tree showd concearning images of neighbours doing Surya Namaskara dressed in all black right infront of the camera. Nothing could have had Johan prepared for this new attack. Not even the several data security and IP-hiding softwares.

When leaving, summer cabin outhouse had to be locked because neighbours and random berry pickers passing by had nasty habit to lurk what kind of delicious barbecue Saha`s family had enjoyed during the weekend and check out how rugged toilet paper Sahas were using.