Life without music is ‘lif’ missing an ‘e’.

What would your life be like without music?

No music, no good neighborhood.

You’re playing Rihanna so loud. This is a residential society and we are too old. Keep the volume down for god’s sake!

No music, no Indian staff could sit at odd hours answering queries in ‘outsourcing’ call-center companies. Music can keep the callers ‘on hold’ for half a day.

There’s a popular saying in India. “The trumpeting announces the arrival of an elephant”.

No music, no ice cream vendor.

No music, no freeway driving. 

No music, no movies. 

No music, no cows will produce milk. 

No music, no weddings in heaven. 

No music, no political campaigns. 

No music, no religious processions.

“Pizza for me at lunchtime!”. That’s ‘music to my ears!’

A Walk in the Clouds.

How do you celebrate holidays?

I live in a city which is urban and people mostly come here to work and build a career.

On holidays, they all go back to their native places. The city will look completely deserted during the break.

I cherish the look of the empty city and relish a walk in the middle of road. I call it ‘a walk in the clouds’.

I and the place I live have a ‘chaotic love’.

What do you love about where you live?

The everyday traffic. Constant buzz in both the ears because of noise on roads. Suffocating air. Soot on face.

Heads that suddenly appear out of bus windows spitting a copious amount of saliva all over on body who happen to drive closer, the sewage clearance trucks leaking the collection all through on road and firecrackers lighting the sky with a deafening noise continue till late on a Sunday.