Last night we had a power outage due to faulty equipment so says PGE. The kids bemoaned the loss. No internet. No television. I sat there remembering an isolated event in Chennai in 2009 when the power went out repeatedly one of my last weeks there. The hotel had power generators but they always took some bit of time to get things back. By then regular power was back. Only to drop again.
The lesson I learned was not to take things for granted. In Chennai I sat and read a book when I could and watched the lights go on to off.I also did not have some speedy WiFi access there either so I got used to modem speed access. Actually was thankful for the USB modem with its 2g speeds or so.
But there are no lessons in this to be learned. The kids want it all with no interruptions. Being without is a foreign object to them. For my part, I was missing things too. I have a bank of memories to draw on and both spawn only know the unlimited. The daughter force deals better though and settles into drawing with a candle and paper. The son only misses the object of his desire. Namely what he cannot have at the moment. The internet is a drug or perhaps the speedy access is. I’m sure if they had USB modems they would have the internet just not the access. There would be moans and gnashing of teeth.
Thanks to Chennai for the lessons learned and what I took away from that life experience. Internet can be slow in the Hotel New Woodlands but life need not be. I wish sometimes for a return to 2010 and the objects of my desire. Then I know it cannot be. Just like the power generator cutting in and out and the memories doing the same, one cannot just return to full power or bring back a day that once was. That’s what the memories are for I figure.