Desh revisited

Oh, and to think the festival of lights is just two days away!

So well, I kind of got my wish- in a weird way though- if I can’t go back home- home came to me.
For the past 4 hours we have had a blackout in the apartment complex I live in. Yessir, just like the good old times. There was a storm predicated, it rained too, and yessir there was the familiar sound of the transformer going bust..err..bursting ( Do they even HAVE transformers here or do they just use some computerized stuff to generate and distribute electricity).Well whatever it was- it went like BOOM! And there they was none-I mean no electricity.

I was thrilled- of course- when temp is neither sub zero, nor above 25, one can afford to be thrilled. The big difference was that within minutes of this occurrence there were 2 fire brigade trucks- (the only place I saw them bck home is parked at the station or on TV arriving to douse fire which has spurred way out of control) with red light blinking and imp looking people carrying torches. Not that they managed to do much. Its 10 p.m and there still no electricity. We have three aroma candles which should last us for the night. We are well stocked and hubby is already in phase 4 of sleep.

I think this situation is more comforting for a person who spent a large part of her teens and grown up life with more than 4 hours of power cuts a day. Feels just like home. Even the generator is running for the elevators and common areas. I am more active than I have ever been here- I have thus far cleaned up half the house, put my shopping away in the proper place, listened to my fav songs on the Ipod, managed to write a piece and watch my fav show on a Netflix CD that came in today. Mighty achievement in just 4 hours. Imagine my productivity if we don’t get electricity back for a whole week.