It was pouring heavily since an hour. It seemed like the sky above wasn’t in a jolly mood unlike everyday. It seemed to be soothing someone’s broken heart. Few droplets slided on the window pane, glimmering in the little light that came from the house nearby. The hand came forward to open the window and the face felt the nature at its best with the rain and the wind. But a smile that had appeared was momentary. Tears out of loneliness walked down from the eyes to lend some company. Far away from home in a new city wasn’t easy and darkness only worsened it.
I have known this city as the glittering city of Hope especially for the IT engineers. But the only hope I hold on to when I walk back from office is, let there be electricity please! Things were good when I had shifted here. But slowly got worse and until this past weekend it tested my patience to a new level. Earlier an escape to terrace was a good solution but with daily pourings every evening has taken away that pleasure too. The sun is already set by the time I reach back, and as I turn the knob to enter the room, heavy darkness welcomes me. To talk about the weekend that went by and the days that followed, I can only say one thing: those were the worst of my stay, only hoping that the things don’t get worse.
I already told you I guess about the food that my taste buds are hating, so I had thought about cooking for myself once in a while whenever I felt like with the Induction Cook Top that I have been provided with. But the dreams about tasting my self-cooked dish came crashing down with not-so-timed power cuts. I waited and waited and waited and then had to resign to eat the not-so-favourite (read inedible) food. With weekend plans cancel due to reasons like Bandh and upcoming assessment (for which I couldn’t study, courtesy: loadshedding again), you can see it was not as good as the previous one. Though I passed the assessment quite miraculously, which did lift up my mood a bit, against the darkness.
Well as I again sit in dark, I couldn’t help but write out my frustration here. Why so? You might think. Have I not seen loadshedding ever in my life? Oh, I accept that staying in hostel with 24 hours of electricity supply for one-fourth of my life have spoiled me in some ways but surely one can’t put aside those days of life when erratic power cuts used to be part and parcel of life especially when one hails from the infamous area of North India. So, yes this is not the first time I am face to face with this kind of crisis but may be what bothering me is that this is diminishing my perception of this Silicon Valley. But for now I can only hope for the better days ahead until I find myself packing my bags that too in darkness.
How’s your life going on with you these days? What challenges do you face in your daily life?