Some thoughts during the power outage.
The night is simply black. The surrounding was dotted with candlelights and few bulbs powered by generators. In our house, we put several large candles and continue the celebration of my grandmother’s 87th birthday. The brownount does not dampen our spirit. Anyway, my grandmother says, electricity was never an issue when she was growing up.
For seven days, we have no electric power. Our lives literally came to a halt. Back to basic, as many old folks say. No television, no refrigerator, no computer, no aircondition. I thought I cannot survive the first day without electricity for the whole day and night. My four year old kid could not sleep. I kept on fanning the whole night. In the morning, I was so grumpy, and so was him. Our electric cooperative is beset not only with technical problems but also with political ones. These are beyond my capability to explain. But all I understand, along with the common people, we need electricity. It is now a basic need.
It was only two days ago that the electric power was restored but only for 8 hours in the morning. At night, we have to endure again the August heat.
But somehow, the dim light of candle was able to inspire me to reflect on the necessities in life. Indeed, night can bring you to reflect and appreciate things we took for granted. One night, on the seventh day of darkness, I listed these things on a sheet of paper using ballpen guided by a candlelight. Too primitive you might say. While writing, my mind wandered to the time and place when electric power is never heard of.
Well, even with these positive points, I still prefer to have our electric power restored the soonest possible time. With all my papers piling and need to be sent to my professor…and of course I need to check TRIOND.
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