ok, so i was basically thinking about this today whilst walking through the streets of bern in what seems to be the first semblance of a beautiful, oncoming spring - "would the music i hear on my ipod hold the same efficacy in india as it does in switzerland?"
ok ok ok...i know its no fricking mind-numbing, life-changing, globalizing-solving, hunger-ending introspection question; but still. its important. i would be 2 steps short of suicide if i didnt have a constant soundtrack running through my brain in the super-calm and organized life here in these parts of europe.
india - is a fricking club, lounge bar, thrash mental, gangster rap, grunge rock, classical orchestra all in one. And Im talking about how these elements of 'music' roll into one giant culmination
just by walking on the streets.. ok for those of you that are thinking of closing this window and looking for more interesting, sensible pastures :), bugger off..im onto something here:) and im going to try and express it.
switzerland is calm. no shit dhruv..what are you einstein?
No man, i mean really really relaxed. I still get an eerie feeling at nights cos i think im walking through some doll house and up in the sky a demi-god is playing with the pieces. India , in its enormity makes you feel like a world in it's own. the vast expanses combined with the pure throngs of humanity make it larger than life.
more importantly, in context to this post, india is music. india is noise:)
case study 1.
The train stationSwitzerland: the beautiful voice of amy lee goes through my head with the lyrics and killer simplistic guitaring of the song "broken"...theres always something about train stations. entities come, entities go. lives begin, lives end...new chapters bedin , only to be restarted the next morning. here in geneva/bern/even zurich- its composed, it's theatrical...
India: chai chai chai chai! . the families of 18 setting out a picnic of sorts right bang in the middle of the place where u go to check the charts for your confirmation. the gazillion and one people just pottering around (literally with the 'porters' all over the place) and the smell of a thousand delictable spices swimming through the air...it's a ruckus, it's theatrical:)no my ipod wouldnt work here. the song 'broken' wouldnt be as interesting as the intense fun of allowing oneself to
look around. :)
Case study 2the bus:
Swiss buses are like well operated boeings, except on the ground. precise, neat, clean, with a dozen indicators of where you are and where you want to go...you cant get lost even if you want to. people come on and get off, and you hardly get to know,..there's no shoving, there's no pushing. it's cool, the movement from side to side is only to compliment the building speed of the driver to maintain the precision accuracy of his arrivals and departures. the song that plays is dmx's " bring his whole crew" - a violent, straight off the streets (but extremely catchy number) by this gangster rapper with lyrics like "i just love when a ni$$er bring his whole crew, its just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a whole through". purpose of song playing? kills the monotony of the bus ride a bit, gets me to my destination a little quick.:)
India: abi teri ma ki madarch*d, pakad pakad ke g**nd marunga bh**rike!!! hahahah who the living hell needs dmx when i got the damn eastside noida hood hanging off the back of the delapitated excuse for public transport? (as they shout obscenities that would get dr dre to cover his ears and proclaim
'tauba tauba' :)...these boys would kill if you looked in their direction..not too mention snatch my ipod, break it into 2 , eat half of it and leave the other half for me to stare at just for their pleasure...india is the true land of gangsters man..i miss that so much!:)....the skill and delivery of expletives in my country is so expert and pure.. haahah...bottom line- i don't think id need snoop or tupac or even my current favorite kanye west drop a beat and teach me something about hoods, gangs and the ghetto. india is the ghetto and the palace all in one. it's got the crass and the class...:)..this music doesnt do the fun happening outside justice:).
case study 3the late night walk along the riverswitzerland- bern has a beautiful river known as the aare. it joins up in germany into the main water body- the rhine (note that this blog is educational as well- geography lesson happening !). The city- which is a world heritage UNESCO site (basically meaning you can't mess with the look without getting some insane global permit:)) boasts of this beauty (aare- the river - why arent u paying attention?) that runs all through the main part of the town. Joggers, cyclists , random walkers enjoy it's freshness with winding pathways intersecting it at various points. I take a late night walk and am listening to "love comes and goes from the movie- almost famous; played by stillwater"...fantastic rock song which gets me into a brisk mood as I break out into song without a care in the world.
India: You better have your eyes and ears open baby..cos ur either going to get run over or bump into one of those overweight uncles in a white pyjama letting off some steam after a 4 course dinner of butter chicken , rajma , paneer and 2 plates of raita:)....the streets smell of the unbelievably fragrant" raat ki raani" and the crickets are creating chaos (as much chaos as insects can create) rocking their tunes of shrill ecstacy through the night. No song would compare to the random blasts of the horn of truck drivers making their way through the borders of delhi/noida en route the next delivery; or the wave of music from the apartment on the 6th floor- blissfully ignorant to the sleep patterns of neighbours:)....
india is the land of rock and roll..except its in it's soul..in it's movement..on it's streets, eminating from cows and animals of all shapes and sizes:)...it's everywhere..
i miss you:) and i'll be back soon. you're the hottie that every1 wants to be with :) and we are going to have some great times hun:)
