"What's wrong with the electricity today?" I screamed at the top of my lungs as the ceiling fan huffed and puffed & then finally stopped. "Stop shouting. We are not deaf. Don't you read the newspaper?" My elder sister had appeared at the door of my room and she was certainly miffed at the way I had raised the issue of the power failure. "I know about the power cut," I said quickly "I was talking about the inverter" I raised my finger towards the fan. "Do you really live in this house?" she made a face "the batteries of