At half past nine, I sat down all charged to get some work done . . . and off goes the electricity! Well, now the electricity going off is nothing new for us but what surprised me was that it was out for about ten hours! When one has a mental picture of how the day is going to be spent and the whole day is given to someone who seldom works consistently, the power-cut is definitely a suspension of life. Hmmmm. The stillness comes from the fact that there are no electronic appliances working and therefore even the minutest of noise is quite annoying. The constant whirling of the fan subsumes many other sounds and in the absence of that sound, I could hear the flushing in the loo, the flying of newspaper pages, the sound of footsteps and my heart palpitating (well, the last one was an exaggeration!).
Time drags itself in the absence of electricity. I find myself walking round and round the house wanting to sit and read something but I could not register the heaviness of the content that the book imparted. I did what I liked doing the best - Meandering away to the topic of electricity and its frills. I read in one of the blogs that one sign that you are addicted to blogging is that you see every experience as a prospective blog post. Well, they were right, after all! I wondered why electricity has become such an indispensable part of our lives. It is almost like one seems incomplete without it. But no. It does not happen always.
And sleep . . . I tried that as well but sleep again did not take pretty kindly to me and refrained from befriending me when I need it the most. I was quite happy when I received a message from a long-lost friend. The messages meandered into a conversation. Then I got down to writing letters to two of my friends. The no-electricity part slowly faded when I got down to doing some work other than what I had intended for the day.
Finally when the power supply was restored, I wasn't in a mood to appreciate it for I was already suspended in doing other things.
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