My Neighborhood Watch #8 - Reporting Events Around us.

Waking up on a cold Monday morning to the loud incoherent voices from people at a junction not too far from where I stay should be the most frustrating yet intriguing way to start a day.

Brief flashback..
Just like most rural areas around, we had no power supply for what seemed like a century to me, just to me though. For others, it was probably a couple of years which in true sense, should be correct. At a point I almost got use to that way of leaving, no light except for the God-given day light.

We were told different stories from time to time about an ongoing repair of some sort while other times, we were asked to contribute a particular amount of money to buy some equipment which was allegedly needed to fix the light issues. This we did obediently like little children, not because we couldn't do otherwise but because doing otherwise meant no future light for us and this happens to be a topic no one was willing to gamble on, so yes, we complied.

This went on for a couple of years, which I earlier mentioned, seemed like a century to me, until one faithful or should I say lucky Friday evening, we had the surprise of our lives. A pleasant yet unexpected surprise, our transformer was fixed and the power supply was restored.
This was easily the happiest day of that week and since it was on a Friday, we all had plans on how to enjoy and make maximum use of the light during the weekend. Personally, I made a list of what to do just so I don't forget any, I mean, the light is here but who knows for how long...?

Either ways, I had a nice and lightful weekend and I was looking forward to many more of such days until yesterday, Monday.
Though I feared the light might not last for long, I never knew it was going away this soon which brings me back to the beginning...waking up on a cold Monday morning...

Back to recent occurrence...
Not being able to ascertain what was happening just from the voices I heard, I decided to step out and stroll a little to the junction where the noise was coming from. Reaching the scene of it, all I could think of was here comes another century of waiting.

Apparently, someone who I will say, lacked human sympathy, was at the verge of doing away with an appliance from the just mounted pole and just repaired transformer when he got electrocuted to death. This brought so much thoughts to my mind, I mean, why take so much risk gambling with your life at a 20% survival chance...now you've been fried to death, what do you tell your creator if you eventually make it to the other side..?

Aside all these, I am more worried about our fate as a community on the issue of power supply. Stories of this incident is still on the lips of many with some cursing him while others, like me, are more concerned about what happens next.
Was the damage extreme enough to give us another century break from light or will it take just a couple of days to put things back on track??

As at the time of writing this, I'm still wondering and thinking. I will make sure to let you know if they eventually restore the power supply. For now stay safe and stay away from transformers.... unless you've got a genuine business there.

Thank you @xkool24 for organizing this interactive and creative contest. I'm inviting my friends, @bossj23, @basil20 and @whizzbro4eva to participate and share their various neighborhood experience.

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