Indian Samurai इंडियन सामुराई

In Pune, we had up to 8 hours of power cuts per day in the summer.  
In Mumbai, I did not have a single cut in 3 years.      
In Delhi, I realized I was going to suffer ... so one of my first purchases was an inverter. The thing was plugged and seemed to be working fine. Though it looked really bad in my living room.   
It looked actually so bad that we decided to move it somewhere else. What an inspiration to do that…

The same day the electrician moved it, I started the microwave. He started to growl. Simultaneously the speakers started to make some chboum chtac chboum chtac sound. What the hell???           
Next thing, I got a shock when unplugging my ipod from the amplifier. I even got slightly burnt!
The next day I tried plugging the microwave everywhere in the flat, only to realize it was really in bad shape.

And more: while I was reading in the living room, I noticed a strange cycle: 5 minutes of good light, 3 minutes of bad light. And for more than one hour. Right.        
I decided to check if there was really something wrong and turned on the air conditioning in the bedroom (installed a month ago but never used). And CHBAM. No electricity. Nothing. Shit. And the fuses are normal. And the inverter is going chtac chtac chtac.       
Right.
I take my shower by the candlelight. I go to bed.        

My favorite Indian takes over the next day. God only knows what they (two electricians) have done during the 10 hours they spent at the apartment ...        
A good point: the electricity works.

Except that.          
The stabilizer (brand new) of the AC of the bedroom is dead.
The air conditioning does not cool the living room.   
If I plug in the AC in the study room, all the other devices (lights and fans) get half power.            
If I run the washing machine, lights start flashing everywhere.              
My toaster is sulking.        
And I have not tried the microwave.               
In short, there is still some work to be done ...           

But what the hell is happening here? It's not going to stop is it???      

You should know that spring is very pleasant in Delhi. It's 20 degrees, the birds sing. No, really, it is nice. But it only lasts for three days ... I am not joking, we went from 15 to 35 degrees in less than a week. So I got kind of a heat stroke of course. But I have no time to be sick.               
That's why when the pseudo-electrician (who showed me how we get sparkles with two electric wires) wanted to leave at 9:30 PM after having connected everything but my room I made a face. No, I don’t have another bed. And the guy goes on telling me that I don’t need electricity in my bed do I? Well, darling, I will not spend one more night without fan ok?                
And tomorrow you come back please because soon I will not spend a night without AC!*            

And finally?          
Another electrician came back the next day. Older. He looked like nothing but in three hours he fixed everything, I could not believe it. I still can not believe it.               
I waited 3 days before trying the microwave, I dunno, I could not ... I could not ... And it worked!! When I think that the first electrician told me it was dead and wanted to take it… The poor thing was just getting enough power!

* Here I am not entirely true as I use the AC as less as possible.

I still have to receive some pieces of furniture, the curtains, the frames, the gas.
To get rid of the cartons.
To repair the door bell.
To sell my fridge.
To soundproof the door separating me from the neighbor.
To find a cleaning lady.

And well, all that without a car, in Delhi, it is a hell of a job. Especially when you have only Sundays off.    
On top of everything stores close at 8 PM so you can get nothing done after work.
Which leads me to speak about my work… As usual I won’t go into details but it is exhausting to set up everything, all the more because I have to put my nose and check everything…!!

Now if you excuse me I am going to sleep… ;)

Welcome in Delhi!!