Tuesday, February 17, 2009

If you can sleep in India, you can sleep anywhere


We're used to getting lulled by daily lullabies. The local Mosque plays music over a loudspeaker calling people from early morning and into the evening. When we first arrived and lived in an apartment in downtown Whitefield we were closer to the Mosque and got used to the daily callings. The 8:00pm call I referred to as "Auggie's lullaby" because I was usually putting him to bed at that time and his window aimed straight in the direction of the Mosque. Here in Ozone we still hear it, but we're farther away.

For the last couple of days a nearby village has been having a festival. They play very loud music over loudspeakers starting crazy early in the morning. A neighbor told me yesterday she got up at 4:00am because her husband was going to the airport the blaring loudspeaker was already going.

It's hard to describe the decibels used in India. It seriously sounds like the festival is happening 1 street over but I live in the middle of the compound and the festival is probably in the center of the next village.

Oh, as I'm writing this (6:44am) the music has changed to chanting over the loudspeaker accompanied by drums. It's super loud. And all you can do is grin and bear it and say "that's India".

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