The heading for this entry is not original. It is based on the title of a novel by Andre Brink, “Looking on Darkness”, but this is not about the book. I am writing about the rate at which the lights go on and off in this country, and how frustrating it has become. We used to talk and joke about the Nigerians and the poor electricity services in their country, and now, well, we probably are the same. In certain suburbs all one can hear on a dark night is the drone of the generators. Not much of a recipe for a good night’s sleep.
So why has the electricity supply in Ghana deteriorated like this? I do not even know why. We are not told the truth anymore, we have been promised several times that the ‘dumso dumso’ will stop, but we have lived with it for about two years now. I guess the politicians think that the people do not have a right to know what is going on. I got home yesterday and found the electricity bill. I am supposed to pay 225 Ghana Cedis ( 100 US dollars) for a service that barely would add up to 12 full days of power. I live on the Akwapim Ridge where the lights go on and off every single day. I rush to charge my phones and laptop as soon as I find that the lights are on, and iron my clothes days ahead. Whenever I am returning home I think about the lights. Could they be on when I get home?
The book “Looking on Darkness” is about a man awaiting execution. I am afraid of darkness.