Bijli Kut- Part I
Darkness and 3 Movies and candle lit dinners and dream-dreamless sleep is what signified this week for me...
We thought we could outwit the dim-witted old fools at the electricity department and did what 3 carefree people could do...stall paying the bill..Apropos we came back from work to a dark and looming house...
We looked around to find that all the neighbours had smiley and cheerful lights on and blazing... between phone calls and smses and talks, little did we realise the gravity of it all...
to top it all clucking neighbours came to the dark house and debated on our plight, we joined in gathering all the sympathy we cud, I managed to squeak, maybe they’ve cut our bijli...
to watch all the neighbours vociferously denied such a thing ‘s possibility..how can 3 angelic girls holding jobs not pay the light, na na they voiced, the fuse has given up on us... With invitations to crash at a neighbours place we made way and had our dinner made by a very surly cook who made all the right noises to inform us of the sorry state of affairs that this house hold had seen, I mean how did she expect us to expect from her that she make food by the candle light and in the unbearable humidable heat?
n such a day with no lights was really the pits as far as her cooking expeditions had taken her in our rather hi-fi housing society...
We braved it out till late night and then accompanied by a male friend checked out the eerie circuit room to no avail. It had to be the fuse...but where the hell is it, we said bumping into each other and trying to be smart among a clutter of wires and fuses.
we let it be...after all we had braved the vindictive darknesses of hostels. Bah, whats one day without ‘let there be light’.
Day 2
Making the right noises we decide to call in the electrician. Wait there has to be a building wala electrician rite. So off we goto summon the guards, who ans. every question with one of their own...
We: Electrician ka no hai?
Guard: Electrician (loudly)
We: hamare ghar main bijli nahin hai
Guard: light cut gaya hai?
We: no do elec ka
Kaun elec ka
Tries reading a no written in pencil on a wall at 9 in the night. While he tries all combinations for the no, we get three version of the nos.
We decide this expedition is not fruitful. We embark on the next one , get an elec to come take a look.
When we do, surprise surprise: ‘Our bijli has been cut by the electricity guys’ Now where did we hear that one before? We trudge back to our flat and eat. Take a look at the papers and decide we havta get out pronto because, it is hot!
So we go and watch Mumbai Meri Jaan! Nice movie. Some clever writing and some good shots. Watchable.
We thought we could outwit the dim-witted old fools at the electricity department and did what 3 carefree people could do...stall paying the bill..Apropos we came back from work to a dark and looming house...
We looked around to find that all the neighbours had smiley and cheerful lights on and blazing... between phone calls and smses and talks, little did we realise the gravity of it all...
to top it all clucking neighbours came to the dark house and debated on our plight, we joined in gathering all the sympathy we cud, I managed to squeak, maybe they’ve cut our bijli...
to watch all the neighbours vociferously denied such a thing ‘s possibility..how can 3 angelic girls holding jobs not pay the light, na na they voiced, the fuse has given up on us... With invitations to crash at a neighbours place we made way and had our dinner made by a very surly cook who made all the right noises to inform us of the sorry state of affairs that this house hold had seen, I mean how did she expect us to expect from her that she make food by the candle light and in the unbearable humidable heat?
n such a day with no lights was really the pits as far as her cooking expeditions had taken her in our rather hi-fi housing society...
We braved it out till late night and then accompanied by a male friend checked out the eerie circuit room to no avail. It had to be the fuse...but where the hell is it, we said bumping into each other and trying to be smart among a clutter of wires and fuses.
we let it be...after all we had braved the vindictive darknesses of hostels. Bah, whats one day without ‘let there be light’.
Day 2
Making the right noises we decide to call in the electrician. Wait there has to be a building wala electrician rite. So off we goto summon the guards, who ans. every question with one of their own...
We: Electrician ka no hai?
Guard: Electrician (loudly)
We: hamare ghar main bijli nahin hai
Guard: light cut gaya hai?
We: no do elec ka
Kaun elec ka
Tries reading a no written in pencil on a wall at 9 in the night. While he tries all combinations for the no, we get three version of the nos.
We decide this expedition is not fruitful. We embark on the next one , get an elec to come take a look.
When we do, surprise surprise: ‘Our bijli has been cut by the electricity guys’ Now where did we hear that one before? We trudge back to our flat and eat. Take a look at the papers and decide we havta get out pronto because, it is hot!
So we go and watch Mumbai Meri Jaan! Nice movie. Some clever writing and some good shots. Watchable.
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Next time with a similar scenario Build a tent in your house by putting blankets over tables and furniture. Use flashlights and pretend you're camping.