I was really pleased about five years ago. If i'm right, that's when Bengaluru stopped expecting power-cuts in summer. Wow! This is it, though i. Possibly i could use all the favorable positive-sounding adjectives the. I was overcome by pride(i still am).
Far from that scene, today we are in dire need of electricity. With an almost failure of monsoons, it's very lucid, isn't it? For a country that attributes it's agricultural patterns to the seasonal rains.
It's fantastic to fathom the profundity of the monsoons. Perhaps, that's the reason i love it. Of course, the natural scheme has deviated. A scene when a farmer views the azure blue sky for a trace of water can move anybody.
Now it's to long hours of darkness. With the faint glow of a lamp casting yellow lights in a few corners. We are cornered. Incredible or credible, you choose.