Last few weeks have been very trying, due to many reasons. The most important being nature’s fury manifesting itself in not one, but two consecutive storms on the east coast.
Since it was all over the news, you must be familiar with the first one, hurricane Sandy. It started off as medium to heavy rainfall on the evening of Monday, but raged into a strong hurricane by nightfall. The power went out in the first hour itself, so all we could do is be silent spectators hoping for the storm to pass. We watched as branches ripped out of trees, as a few daredevil residents of our complex held on to railings for dear life. The wind was so gusty that it was completely capable of blowing humans away!
What followed was 6 days without power, minimal food, without work and with sheer boredom. We woke up in the morning, heated water on the stove and had our baths, and settled ourselves down with a book for yet another day. Now I think I have a decent idea what being in prison would feel like.
Anyway, we got fed up of this “lifestyle” within 3 days, and drove 300 miles upstate New York to a friend’s place unannounced. She was more than happy to have us there and the next three days passed in merriment. We got back home on Sunday and were glad to get back to work on Monday.
Little did we know that another storm was heading right towards us. Hit it did, on Wednesday, and we were again out of power. This one was worse, despite what the news says, as it was a snowstorm. Barely five minutes after the power failure we were freezing our asses off. We donned our best and most protective winter wear, layers and layers of it and settled with hot coffees under our multiple blankets. It was a very very long night. Thankfully though, the complex brought in a generator by 6am and started the heaters. We braved the snow and slush the next day and went to work, and by the time we returned home the power was back.
Thus were the two longest weeks of my life. Things are still not completely back to normal, but we’re getting there.