On the 14th evening it was raining heavily and we felt it was the right time to eat something fried. My mother cut the cabbage and I made pakodas. It was tasty. We were also feeling very relieved because we had lived two days without electricity 😃. It has been raining since 10th and heavily since 12th morning. The monsoon season had finally started. On 8th and 9th Basavaraj came and cleaned the garden. He also cleaned the parapet. Dry leaves from the mango tree fall there and clog the water outlets. We have to clear them before the rains start. This is to prevent water seepage through the walls. Fortunately, in these fifteen years we have never had that problem.
On the 12th afternoon we heard a loud noise outside and were wondering what had happened. Then we saw there was no current supply. We registered a complaint at the electricity department. There were problems everywhere due to wind and rain. We have an invertor and as the weather was cool we did not use the fans. Sunday morning we were horrified to find there was no water. There is an overhead tank and an underground sump. Every morning we fill the overhead tank. I think I must have forgotten to fill it. There is a well in our neighbour’s yard. Their hose reached our garden and we filled three big buckets. We also got water for cooking. I was remembering this quotation, ‘Thousands can live without love but not one can live without water.’
We were waiting for the for the linemen to come. They kept saying they are coming but no one came. We had to take some more water from our neighbour. The weather was cool, so we were not really worried about there being no electricity. The invertor finished and the charge in our mobiles too became less. It was pouring and we did not feel like going to our neighbour’s house to get them charged. Moreover, we were sure someone would come. There was no electricity only in our house and we were thinking that the fuse had melted but we did not know how to rectify the problem.
We sat in our verandah looking at the rain pouring down. We did not have any candles and were going to light the Puja lamp. I light it every evening at dusk and put out the flame just before going to bed. If there had been electricity we would not have watched the rain or heard the sounds of the insects and frogs outside 😊. My husband remembered his childhood days in is village. There had been no electricity till the early seventies. Lamps were lit in the rooms and all the children were fast asleep by 8.30. Except for the stars or moonlight there was no other light. I lit a lamp and we sat in the verandah till 8 o’clock. I was not able to join our book club which started at 7.30. I sent a mail to Todd that I would not be able to join. We had lamp-light dinner, in a way it was a nice experience and soon retired for a day.
Yesterday morning we started calling two or three linesmen. One of them came at 8.30. Just before that another neighbour said there had been no electricity in her house the whole night. She was worried about the things in the freezer of her fridge. Fortunately, there was nothing in mine that would spoil. One headache less 😊. The linesman was a young man. He said his name was Krishna. He said trees and electric poles had fallen at different places and linesmen were repairing them. He checked the fuse and that was the problem. We were really relieved. We filled water first. After an hour there was again a problem with the fuse. He came again at about 2’o clock, our plumber came too and the problem was finally solved.
Those two days were a different experience and somehow, I think we will remember them for a long time.