A Long Awaited Trip 02

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Summary of First Part:

Priya and her husband Sameer, and their nudist daughter had been on a monthlong vacation to India to visit Priya's parents. Only Nisha's parents were familiar with her nudist instincts.

A severe storm knocked down the power lines and the only bridge leaving them no choice but to stay put. Finally unable to bear the heat without air conditioning, Nisha started staying naked in her room. To everybody's surprise when her grandparents found out about it, they accepted Nisha's nudity with no hesitation.

Chapter 1

Only a few days of their vacation were left when the power was unexpectedly restored one afternoon when the family was playing cards after lunch, following their daily routine. They played cards sitting down in a circle on a plush rug, following Nisha's grandfather's theory that sitting on the floor is healthier.

"Does it mean I have to wear clothes now that it's not going to be hot in here anymore?" Nisha asked, soon after the excitement of restoring the power receded.

"I would prefer you do," Sameer gave an unsolicited opinion.

Nisha knew ultimate authority is with her mom and grandma, so she looked at them, ignoring her father.

"Well, everybody has seen you naked and no one can unsee it. At this point you wearing clothes isn't going to change anything for any of us," her grandma said. "So, I will leave it up to you."

Sameer did not like that, he looked at Priya to see what she was going to say. Priya just smiled.

"Yay, It means I am free," Nisha got up and did a little dance stepping all over the cards and everyone including Sameer laughed at her silliness.

"For God's sake, Nisha, you are eighteen," Sameer said pointing to all the cards she messed up.

"I call it my accomplishment, Dad, that you are more concerned about me messing up the cards than me doing it while naked in front of everyone," leaning down to hug him.

Sameer pushed her away, careful not to touch her boobs, "That's gross!"

Nisha made a sad face. Her grandma opened her arms, "Come here dear," and as tall Nisha was, she curled up her body to fit most of it in her grandmother's lap. Her grandmother gently caressed her hair, "My baby!"

Without changing their daily routine by much, they enjoyed the comforts of having electricity. There was just one change though, Nisha and everyone else gradually became quite casual about Nisha venturing out in their garden whenever she wanted completely naked.

The Covid related news that were popping up on the television for the past several weeks were largely dismissed as "something that doesn't affect us". It caught everyone's attention as the fights going in and out of China were suspended. Panic started spreading when multiple countries started following the suite.

Sameer had been on phone all day trying to reschedule their flights to an earlier day when he learnt from the airline, even before it even hit the news, that India suspended all international flights indefinitely.

"Sameer and I can work from here, our companies are making all employees work virtual. Glad we brought our laptops. Nisha is trying to find out what her college situation is, in case flights remain suspended until then, which I think is unlikely. Her college doesn't begin for 5-6 weeks," Priya was updating her parents who, while worried for them, were secretly happy that they will get to spend more time with their only daughter's family.

All of them kept glued to the TV watching the news. The outlook didn't look promising and though nobody said it out loud they knew they were probably going to be stuck there for much longer.

Sameer and Priya started working from home the following Monday morning and they got very busy quickly just like they were back home.

Nisha started spending more and more time downstairs, with her grandparents, while her parents remained locked in separate rooms. She brought them meals when they couldn't step away due to back to back meetings. Thankfully they set their desks facing away from the doors so Nisha didn't have to worry about showing up naked in the background in one of their video meetings.

Then came masks, social distancing, and quarantine. Their little town was quite isolated but the fear of Covid couldn't be shaken off. All the family members pretty much remained on the property and their help ran errands that needed to go outside.

"I don't think anyone even goes to the beach anymore," Nisha was trying to convince her mother to let her go naked to the beach which was literally less than 200 meters.

"You can go but not without clothes," Priya was firm on her position.

"And where is the fun in that? I haven't worn any clothes in more than weeks and I don't want to, just to go there," Nisha said, pointing towards the beach which was clearly visible from their living room windows. She added, "I haven't seen a soul there in weeks."

When her mother didn't budge she said, "Fine, I will go get my clothes. If I don't go run or swim or even just go for a walk, I am going to go crazy soon."

She came back with her clothes in a small bundle in her hand. The rest of the family was not interfering in the mother-daughter conflict.

"Thanks, Nisha. I know it's been hard with everything going around. One day we will go away but you grandpa and grandma are going to live here. Would you like it if they are ridiculed because of you?"

Nisha's eyes softened, "Sorry Aai. I was being selfish." She meant it and put on her sports bra.

"One second," Nisha's grandfather said, raising his hand, which stopped Nisha from wearing her shorts. She just stood there, bottomless. Looking at Priya, he continued, "If you are worried about us being ridiculed, I give zero Fs about people's opinions. My family and their happiness is all that matters to me, so if you are genuinely concerned only about us, please don't bother."

The ball was back in Priya's court. She looked at her mother who just nodded, agreeing with her husband. "Well, that settles it."

"I will go with her," her grandfather said.

Nisha jumped up with a fist in the air, "Yay!" She pulled off her bra and threw it on the couch.

She held her grandfather's hand to help him navigate the uneven stone stairs leading to the beach.

The soft and warm sand felt so good as soon as she kicked off her slippers.

"Why don't you sit down here, I will do a quick dip and then we will go for a long walk," she suggested.

Her grandfather patiently waited while she ran towards water, swam for about five minutes and came back towards him.

"We didn't bring any towels," grandfather said.

"Don't need one," she said, wringing her hair.

They walked in the warmth of the morning Sun, enjoying the sounds of the waves. There was nobody except them on the long stretch of the beach.

"Look at that, you are not soaking wet anymore," He said, looking at Nisha's naked body.

"Told ya."

"Sorry it is a challenge after challenge here, first ko electricity and now this pandemic."

"None of it is your fault, grandpa," Nisha said, putting her around her grandpa's shoulder.

"I know but I still feel bad because we are the reason you all are here."

"Don't worry, do I look sad," Nisha said, sprinting a few steps and then she did back to back cartwheels, perfectly landing each time. "You think I get such freedom to be naked outside, let alone having an entire beach to myself in America?"

"You are such a good athlete, your mom hardly played any sports. Well, let's head back now, we are almost a mile away."

They walked back, chitchatting about random topics.

They were almost at the steps that would take them back home when they heard people. Though Nisha had dared to be out naked, it was a calculated risk without any emergency cover up. She was mostly counting on the beach being empty, like it was until then. She froze. There was no place to hide or run. It was certain that they would encounter whoever was descending those steps, unless there was a miracle.

"Grandpa, I am naked and have nothing to cover up."

"I have something for you to wear," he said, pulling out two masks from his pocket.

"Not funny," she said, still grabbing the pink one.

"Let's keep going."

Nisha's heart was beating faster. She was naked in the backyard often but this was completely different. She still had somewhat safety while she was around the house, but there she was completely vulnerable. But there was no choice than just face it. Secretly, she was excited.

They came face to face with the couple at the bottom of the steps. They immediately stepped away from each other for so called social distancing.

"Good morning, Mr. Kulkarni," said the man.

"Good morning, Mr. Patil," said Nisha's grandfather.

To Nisha's surprise, they didn't have an immediate reaction.

"This is my granddaughter, Nisha. Priya's daughter," her grandfather introduced. And this is Mr. and Mrs. Patil, they both taught you mom in school.

"Why are you naked, dear?" asked Mrs. Patil.

Nisha was struggling to answer. Her grandfather jumped in, "Oh, she is a naturist. She likes to be naked."

And that was a good enough response for the Patil couple. They immediately moved on from the topic.

"Dr. Patil did great, it is not easy to behave so normally when you suddenly come across a young, beautiful, and completely naked woman," grandfather commented as they continued climbing the stairs.

"I know, I was surprised by that too. I was also surprised by how you didn't try to make an excuse about my nudity."

"Why beat around the bush, it is what it is."

She liked that attitude.

"Can we sit down for a moment? My knees are not what they used to be," grandfather asked.

The stone felt smooth and warm on Nisha's butt.

After a few quiet moments, grandfather said, "You know, nudity is not really new to our town."

"Really, how so?"

"Well, at least when it comes to male nudity. Do you remember visiting the big Jain temple during your last trip here?"

"Vaguely."

"Well, it is one of the biggest temples in the country. And though our town is small, there are many visitors only because of the temple, especially during October."

"Okay," she was still puzzled.

"It is a Digambar temple. The Digambar monks sacrifice all material possessions including clothes."

"Really?"

"Yes, they own only what is needed to survive and clothes are not one of those things."

"I am a minimalist, didn't sacrifice everything, but I have very few possessions. So are they naked all the time?"

"Yes, you can look it up on the internet. We have a couple of monks who serve this temple and many visit during the festivals. So this town is used to seeing a lot of nudity."

"Are there female monks too?"

"Yes, but they are not naked."

"That's not fair."

"Well, we don't know if they want to be naked."

"Did anyone ask?"

"Where are you going with this, young lady?"

Nisha just smiled. "I don't remember seeing anyone naked there though last time we visited."

"We visited only briefly and in summer, only native monks would be there and they were probably resting in the afternoon."

"I would like to go there."

"We can go sometime. Not sure what's the situation there with Covid though."

Nisha was lost in thought as they walked back home.

Being the weekend, Priya and Sameer were not working. They were both helping prep for lunch.

"Did she behave herself?" Priya asked her father when Nisha hugged her from behind.

"For most part."

"Did you see anyone or rather did anyone see you?"

Nisha and her grandfather exchanged a look, none of them willing to take an initiative.

"We ran into Mr. and Mrs. Patil, your 8th grade teachers," grandfather said.

"And?" Priya asked.

"And nothing, I told them Nisha is a nudist."

"You said naturist," Nisha corrected.

"Isn't that the same thing?" Grandpa shot back.

"That's not important, how did they react?" Priya was getting annoyed.

"No reaction. We spoke for a few minutes and then they were gone," Nisha said.

"The number of people who have seen you naked is growing by the day," Priya said dismissively.

Chapter 2

Weeks had passed but Covid didn't seem to be backing down. If anything, it was growing, leaving more and more people confined indoors.

Nisha's grandfather purchased a basketball hoop online and had it installed for her. Nisha shooting hoops, wearing nothing but her shoes, without privacy of wall fencing was far more common sight in the neighborhood of that small town than anyone would have ever imagined in their most bizarre fantasies. At least the immediate neighbors seemed to have accepted the fact that there was a young woman who was visiting Kulkarnis and she liked to be naked. Some people would wave, some of them would stop for a quick small talk, some were too shy to even look her way and some didn't like such display of a woman's naked body and found it obscene, they just frowned or occasionally made a rude comment.

She always appreciated the growing fan base of young basketball enthusiasts, who would line up by the wire fence to watch her play. Her skills were spectacular but she often doubted that they were really there to watch her skills. Occasionally some teenager would ask her if they can try and she would happily let them.

Slowly more and more teenagers, boys and girls, joined her. And they had moved on from just shooting to playing games, often for hours. It was a beautiful sight, one naked girl among the group, forgetting about her nudity and just enjoying the sport. While they initially avoided even inadvertently touching Nisha, they gradually opened up, got friendly and Nisha wasn't getting any special treatment anymore. Just like everyone, she was pushed around, the defense didn't mind getting in her face, she was given high-fives, was pulled in team hugs and some even did chest bumps. Nisha couldn't be happier. Social distancing was just thrown down the drain when they played.

Her grandmother often treated the whole gang with ice cream after the game. They would sit on the porch, sweaty and tired, and devour the desserts.

Nisha's father was concerned about her hanging out naked with her new friends but even he couldn't deny that she seemed so happy. She was a social animal and back in the States had a big group of friends. In the couple of months they were stuck there, it was the first time she was mingling with people of the same age and even he couldn't deny that it was good for her especially when the world was going through so much during the Covid. He stopped complaining about it, occasionally he sat on the porch, after his work, watching them play and kept an eye on boys, like any father would do.

One such evening when grandmother called them out for ice cream and finding no place left for Nisha to sit down, she sat in her father's lap, stark naked, until she finished her ice cream. Sameer didn't like it at all but he let it slide one time because he didn't want her to humiliate her in front of her friends.

Chapter 3

Nisha was worried about her college and the uncertainty around it. Just before a couple of weeks left for the classes scheduled to start, she learned that all classes are going to be virtual and she is not going to miss anything even though she was out of the country. Finally she was relieved. To top all of that she also learnt that she is getting a full scholarship!

She ran to father and mother's office to share the news. They were elated, not just for the money part but the fact that it worked out for Nisha while so many things looked hopeless around the world.

"I am proud of you, dear," Sameer said, putting his arm around her shoulder and just slightly pulling her towards him.

"So, you are all set then? Anything else needed before the classes start?" Priya asked.

"Nope, nothing else is needed. Everything is going to be online at least for the entire first semester."

And they all walked down, happy, smiling and updated her grandparents, who were equally if not happier.

"Where are you going, grandpa?" Nisha asked as the discussion came to an end.

"Apparently, we ran out of salt and Ramu won't be back until tomorrow," he sighed, "so, I was going to get some from the grocery store."

An idea popped in Nisha's head. She had been naked in the backyard and the front yard and yes on the beach. But she hadn't really stepped out of those gates naked. She wanted to push her luck and ride the wave and see if can get away.

"Can I go with you?"

"You mean, to the grocery store?" Priya asked, though she had heard it loud and clear.

"Yes."

"Naked?"

"Yes. I believe it is no more than a 10 minute walk."

When Priya didn't immediately reject the idea, she said, "I can go wear clothes if you insist, no big deal, I just don't want grandpa to go by himself."

"That's very sweet," her mother said, genuinely happy to hear it.

"Well, hurry up, I don't want your grandma's wrath," grandpa said, clearly knowing Nisha's intentions.

"It's okay, go naked, but stick with him, and don't be too long," Priya instructed.

Nisha kissed her on cheek and before she could change her mind, ran downstairs to wait for her grandfather at the doors.

"That was quite a trick you pulled back there," grandpa said, poking her arm.

"Well, it is so inconvenient to wear clothes now, I don't know what I would do back in the US."

"You can stay here."

"Yeah, right. Grandpa, isn't it illegal here also to be naked?"

"Well, not really. Remember those Jain monks I told about, they never get arrested. And they are naked in streets, assemblies, everywhere. And they travel all around the country."

"Interesting."

"Also, there is no police station here, not within a hundred miles, to enforce any laws."

"Ah, ok. That could be scary."

"Yes, but there is no crime. People live simple lives here. They get along and care for each other. Generally any bad elements are banished by the Panchayat."

"Oh, the system of five leaders? Mom told me about it."

"Yes, and don't forget I am the leader of that."

"You are? It must be a pretty chill job, I never saw you working that job."

"It is very occasional. We meet every few months or as and when needed."

There were few people out and about and everyone knew Nisha's grandfather. Masks made it harder for her grandpa to recognize some of them but he did well.

They arrived at the store which was practically empty. Nisha always liked visiting those "Kirana stores". It had a big wide counter and the store owner sat behind it in one corner.

"Namaste, Mishraji?" Grandpa said.

"Namaste, Sir, why did you take the trouble to walk here? I would have sent whatever you needed."

"Couldn't reach your phone and wife wouldn't wait."

"Your granddaughter? Why is she not wearing clothes?" Mishra asked, lowering his voice.

Grandpa gave the same answer without showing any shame or humiliation.

Nisha gave them some space to gossip and stepped towards the other end of the counter.

"Well, it's a new generation, what can we say? At least she grew up in foreign country but my daughter who never left this state, goes around the house in her underwear."

Grandpa and Mishraji were lost in the conversation.

A young man, tall, curly hair, wearing glasses appeared behind the counter. He was almost the same age as Nisha.

"Can I help you?" He managed to ask, unable to avoid looking at Nisha's boobs.

"You talking to me? I am up here?"

Clearly embarrassed, he turned red. "Sorry, who are you? And why are you naked?"

"I am Nisha," she said, extending her arm to shake his hand.

His palms were sweaty. "Raj."

"Well, nice to meet you. I am naked because I want to."

"Sorry again," Raj said, looking down.

"It's okay. It isn't your fault."

"Beta, she is Mr. Kulkarni's granddaughter. She is from America," Mishraji said.

"He is my son, Raj, he is doing his Engineering from Mumbai, second year."

"Is your college going to be virtual too?" Nisha asked.

"Yes, that's what they are saying," Raj said, barely looking up.

"Do you play basketball?"

"Sometimes."

"You can join us, we play every day in the evening."

"At the gym?"

"No, in our front yard."

"Okay, I will see."

By that time, Mishra had packed the salt for grandpa.

As they left, Raj was mesmerized looking at her beautiful figure. He had to sit down to hide his erection.

That evening Raj showed up to play basketball, a little after the game had already begun. He stood quietly watching Nisha and her team play.

"You want to join in now?" Nisha asked him as she approached him after the game.

"Sure, but I am not as good as you."

"It's not a competition. I see you are about to keep your eyes up," Nisha said, maintaining eye contact with Raj.

"You don't know how difficult it is," Raj teased her.

"You pervert," Nisha teased back.

"I don't understand how those guys can concentrate?"

"You will learn too, soon. Do you know them?"

"No, I stayed at boarding school all my life. And my dad moved here only a couple of years ago."

"Let's play. They are waiting."

Turned out, Raj was a state level basketball player who was beating Nisha easily but he remained very humble.

After the game as they all ate ice cream, Raj and Nisha were sitting a little separate from the group. Nisha was already in awe of his athletic abilities but what impressed her more was how humble and honest he was.