Friday, January 7, 2011
Europeans in general have a strange craving for silence.The metros,the hotels,the universities,the roads all of them say the same thing in different ways.There is no interference with the personal soul, everything is objective,looks at you from a distance and wants you to think.Think about the food,about the women,about the silence, about the masterpieces on every nook and corner of the street.Then you become a cripple, a slave of your thoughts which embrace the questions this objectivity asks them. You dont realize where you are going, there is noone to ask about you,noone who cares about your whereabouts. People are engrossed in thought, the mornings are silent, and the evenings are beautiful. people dance, love , eat, drink but I wonder if this is gods attempt to create an equilibrium in life in general here.Its like India, the mindnumbing activity during the day is followed by quiet nights, for the average indian that is.
Every women has a scent here, an inescapable odour,its like a second identity,its like an addiction,just doesnt let go of you. in a club u r suddenly in an ocean of sounds and odours, with the music acting as a catalyst. You look into the eyes of that beautiful stranger and have a conversation that you'll forget in a day but something you wont forget is that moment in time and space, that dot in the world where you were happy , where you could be whatever u wanted to be.
Random conversations about politics,media, movies,love, weather , music, business and what not run wild. You open your mind every night and let yourself be. you dont cling on to ideas , u neither accept them nor reject them because it doesnt matter, because nothing is true and nothing is false,you just fly . fly in the deep corners of your mind and speak whatever you want to and also, whatever you dont want to. the alcohol makes you wild, the music makes you calm and after sometime you close your eyes to talk to yourself, everything is spinning ,your thoughts collide with each other and suddenly you dont know what to do with them, you dont kno how to keep them still, your mind is at war with itself and the only way you can bring peace is by letting it fight in solitude.
and then you go home...