Sounds of my silence
I have been traveling by myself for quite some time whether it's just to and from the office, or to conferences, countries. And I have lately resorted to eavesdropping. Before I didn’t care what was going on around me but now I cannot help it. This I do if I do not have my mp3 with me. I like these ‘keep it to yourself’ gadgets. If you crank it loud enough to a certain volume, it drowns out whatever noise there are around you – foreign language, foreign music, people on celphones, people chatting and lets you hear Rob Thomas crooning 3am to only you or get Green Day into your system at a level without worrying about the neighbors. If you crank it up some more, there is a level when you feel like you’re the star of your own MTV. You start to feel your feet and then body moving to the rhythm of the music. You resist the urge to strike a pose as the song hits a melancholy note or nod or roll your head to a rhythm. There would be times when other people will star in your MTV. Like when...