Honestly, there have been moments when I think about running home. First moment is when the reality of hunger dawns. It has indeed been a while I went into the kitchen to prepare a meal for myself. The only thing I do in the kitchen is to serve myself or sometimes just even pick the food that would have already been served. That was awesome and once in a while. That makes me want to run home.
Thinking about what to eat is a big enough problem. Not to talk about getting all the ingredients and combining them together in precise quantity at precise intervals to make your desired meal. Unfortunately, all the required ingredients are not readily available and you have to improvise or compromise on the quality of your imaginary meal. At such times I think about home.
On the first few days of my arrival here, I was wondering why I have to climb down the hill to get water (By the way, I stay on a hill). Memories of just opening the tap at home quickly came to my mind. That didn't take much time to acclimatize to. I got used to it after a while. Almost as I got used to the descending and ascending to get water, I got another shocker! Our 'drinking water' finished!
Where we obtain water to drink is even farther. I began wondering why we couldn't drink the one with which we took our baths. At times of intense pressure, we challenge the status quo. (That’s a very inspiring quote there!) As if that was not enough, the queue at the 'drinking water spot' was so long. These are times I pray that someone there remember I'm a corper (staff) and helps me out. That happens frequently. The distance didn't bother me anymore because I got help once I arrived.
Last but not the least regarding water issues. Recently, the pumping machines were no longer 'behaving.' Water was now a serious issue. The entire community now depends on the 'drinking water spot.' It’s one thing to go there once a while to get drinking water. It is another thing to go there twice daily. At that point I began counting how many more days to leave. That made me miss home.
GSM service or network as we all call it is another serious issue. 3G is a fantasy! I really think about getting home where there is service in every corner of the house. MTN is about the best here. But I realize that I hardly receive calls. Whenever I get through, I get accused for switching off my phone. I later learnt that it’s ten times easier for me to call out than receive a call. MTN here is a one-way.
Airtel works only on a particular spot and I can't dial unless I point my phone towards the east. For GLO, they're so full of themselves. I've never seen even a human being that proud. It comes and goes as it pleases. I honestly apologies to those who have been trying to reach me via calls. Please bear with me. A ping or chat message will do so much good right now.
These among many things make me wanna run home.
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