Why did we have loadshedding?

When I was a kid, and everytime there was a loadshedding, I was told its Jyoti Babu's doing. To him then I suppose I owe all those haat pakha mombati evenings, where we'd sit in the north end of the house, Dada's room usually - and get whatever little bit of cool breeze we could. We'd wait all night for the lights to come back, so that we could sleep peacefully - but somedays, especially summer days, it just wouldn't happen, and we'd fall asleep listening to Ma's patient stories and the whoop whoop whoop of the haat pakha.
I wondered why the lights went everyday, systematically, for such a long time. Ma, Baba, or maybe it was Dadabulo who told me that, we lost power everyday for some time so that the poor people can get electricity. Our electricity? Our electricity. So it seemed like a very intricately wired process that Jyoti Babu had managed to organise. I considered it. So Shanti didi gets electricity when we don't? Y-yes, something like that. So it didn't seem that bad. Shanti didi barely ever had electricity in her house afterall.
Communism made easy. Jyoti Dadu - copybook, cult. We all knew him - whether we liked him or hated him. I stuck millions of pins into his Voodoo doll inside my head everytime there was a loadshedding. But I don't think it made much of a difference.

Excerpt from conversation with Bombay adfilmvallahs:
Me: Dude, Jyoti Basu died.
Ad guy 1: Who's Jyoti Basu?
Me: Uh...
(Ad guy 1 gets call - so fuck JB)
Ad guy 2: Oh yeah, he's that politican, na?
Me: Uh, yes.
Ad guy 2: Yeah, yeah - he was sick or something na...(fiddles with phone)
Me: Hmm. Yeah, so let's just edit, ya?

Sigh.