Missing the Noise #TheDailyPost

As I sit in my daughter’s apartment in central New Jersey, I realise that something’s missing . Noise .

In my city of 19 million souls ( Mumbai’s) I normally wake up to the sound of a rude alarm. Then comes the hiss of a pressure cooker , in a house somewhere, as the contents of the pot come to a boil. The thud of a newspaper landing outside my front door is followed by the sounds of the lift going up and down, collecting garbage on each floor.

As day breaks, the birds twitter and a swarm of screeching parrots flies past my balcony. Their noises a welcome change from the sounds from bathrooms above and below . Gargles and throats clearing, noses blowing and the pitter-patter of showers.

I’m the streets below me, busses zoom past, trucks rattle and cars honk. A frantic ambulance screeches past , it’s siren blaring . The noises of the road increase as the day progresses and reaches a crescendo at sunset when people rush home before dark. And in the night when all are sleeping, the roar of reckless motor cyclists shatter the silence of the dark.

During the day, I hear the noise of the TV and radio playing on in different rooms of the house. And ring tones of phones trill all day long .

From time to time, I hear the noise of dishes clattering, cutlery tinkling , spoons stirring and the splatter of food frying . The children come and shriek and yell. Pour out their toys in a clattering noise.

Here in this small Jersey town I feel a silence all around. Yes , there are people but NOT a sound.

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Responding to the prompt NOISE on #TheDailyPost


A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!

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11 Responses

  1. Lata Sunil says:

    Mumbai is so noisy even up high for you Sunita 🙂 I live on the second floor and I think I am becoming partially deaf. A small trail of road when we purchased this flat has now become a huge 100 feet wide road with vehicles of all sizes zipping past and honking as there is a small crossroads beside my window. But I know what you mean. When I go to Kerala, I am unable to relax as it is too quite for me. It reminds me of the Pushpak scene where Kamal Haasan records the city sounds and plays it to get a good snooze.
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  2. When one is used to noise, it becomes strange to live where there is no noise. At this moment a lot of noise is going on around me.

  3. Rupali says:

    I know how you feel 🙂

  4. My colleagues said this is the first thing they experience in a foreign country – Silence. We are so used to the sounds that the silence seems like something is out of place or s if we are on another planet.

  5. Shalini says:

    Is the silence eerie? Or may be you can use this time to meditate or do stuff you love the most 🙂 I loved how you described your daily life in Mumbai.
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  6. Shweta says:

    And that’s the first thing you notice when you come back to India, even before you reach home. I so agree. There’s so much liveliness and sound around going on for so long and then the silence does make you feel strange.

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