Where is the music?

I wander away from the hustle bustle of city life, not because I am the quiet type or that I like to be a villager. Technology, modernisation has made life more comfortable and pleasurable and I really do cherish that experience. I do like my life. I listen to trance and I like to party once in a while. I enjoy my fast paced life, hurrying my way to work and bumping into people who are in a hurry too.

But what about the music? Where is the music that I wish to hear? In crowds? In clashing of steel? In honking of cars? In noise?

Where is the peace? Where do I find heavenly melody?

The wee hours of the morning just before sunrise are the most favorite minutes of my day. The whole world is sleeping. Birds are chirping. No cars, No movement. Only leaves rustling. I can hear the wind, the trees and the sound of silence.
I am in the moment. Not in the past, not in the future. That is when I feel truly alive.

Not surprising that there is music in silence.

Ways to begin.. - Scene 1

Aaaare yyouuu haaappy beeeingg a ...ree...u ... Bang! Bang! BANG! I woke up with a start. "Ill pay tomorrow! Leave the damn thing on the door step!!" I scrambled out of bed, in time to catch the last of the water in the tap.. Power cuts! Now this! no water in the whole of the state.. no rains.. no vegetables.. prices are rising..

I grabbed the newspaper with the brush still in my mouth. 'Govt. announces water cuts in central suburbs from November' screamed the headlines. Some murderer is absconding. Gold prices have risen. India lost the cricket tournament. Yet again. Phew! I tossed it aside.

I hurried away, dodging the clothes on my bed. 2 steaming cups of tea and fifteen minutes later as the sun scorched the road mercilessly, I trudged ahead, thoughts of the entire day that lay in front of me. "LBS??" The auto wala shook his head. Three autos later, I realised I am on the wrong side of the road. I have to cross the road to get a rick to my destination. I cursed Mumbai autos and proceeded to cross the road.

A couple of swear words, a couple of breaks and honking later, I proceeded to alight, the gate if front of me. "Bhaiyaa, I do not have change". "Madam, I have just started my day". I bit my lip, and dug into my wallet. Lies is such a common thing. One is so lazy to try, and finds it better to lie instead! Seven coins spilled out of my wallet and tinkled their way to the ground.. I made a face. Having my lie exposed is not funny.

There are many ways to a manic monday.. the above is one of those! :)