Here I make a random list of sounds that I like.
1. Falling rain. This is one of my favourites. Gentle rain on a tin roof. The rain drumming down on the same roof. Very different sounds, but there is such a lot of music in it. (I'll post another blog on this issue later). It's an all encompassing sound, particularly if you have a good book and a warm bed.
2. No matter who says what snowfall makes a gentle 'whoosh'. The sound is ever so soft, ever so quiet. Yet, there is a sound and a delightfully fulfilling sound.
3. A very comforting sound is that of your dog wagging it's tail when you come home end of the day. Nothing beats this boisterous wag-wag sound. Also the pet cats letting out looooong meeooows comforts me. I love the sound of cats purring, Specially Skippy when she sidles up to me at night and purrs like a jet engine revving up full on.
4. Bells in the hills. The hills are always alive with sound. It is almost music. Church bells, temple bells, school bells, soft anklet bells of the village girls, cow bells of the grazing cattle........these come out sharp and clear. Somehow, in the hills the clarity and tone of sound is exceptional. They come over the hills, through clear and clean mountain air....almost from heaven. Even angels can not produce such a pleasing and clean sound.
5. The sound of waves...upon the ocean. This is a deep resounding and roaring sound. Seems it comes from far away. It fills me with awe and sets my spirit free. There has been so many times Shantam phoned me to make me hear the waves....on the shore, on the beach and on the open sea.
6. Another sound which I love is the sound of a gale or storm. There is a word called 'wuthering' in Yorkshire. It's a strange whistling, growling sound. My old house by the grave yard gives me a feeling of standing on the deck of a ship....the wind wuthering around the house. Once again a liberating feeling.
7. I have not visited too many deserts, but the Thar has a peculiar sound effect.......the wind is most overpowering, and nothing, almost nothing seems to be in place but the roaring wind. It's different from a gale or a storm. Once again it makes me feel so humble.
8. The fjords of Norway has a heavy deep sound moving about in circles. It invites awe and a certain degree of fright. After a while one does get used to it, but thankfully I am not a Scandinavian. I do not have to stay there.
9. A train whistle is another sound I like. I always associate it with journeys, unfulfilled wishes. It leaves me in a wistful and nostalgic mood. A train whistling by at night is perhaps the most haunting sound on a still and white midnight.
10. A church choir singing, specially nuns at an abbey is perhaps the most deeply religious thing to experience. Religion in a very, very broad sense. I simply love it....specially from far away. Specially in the hills. Has anybody heard the Vienna Boys Choir practicing? Or the Salzburg Abbey nuns singing? It's ethereal.
11. Another sound I like is the sweet, sharp, crisp sound of leather on willow. On a summer afternoon or in the mellow evening sunlight. It does not much matter who is playing.....Ganguly or Flintoff. Or may be its only a SXC vs LMB match on the SXC grounds. The strike of the bat makes a beautiful sound.
12. Summer afternoons have rather nice sounds. Whether in the city or in the countryside. Birds chirping, Some birds have long sad calls in summer. The street hawker on the road calling his wares, the music from a transistor coming from far away. The sound of the hot wind blowing in the plains of north India. It's a free and open sound. Winter afternoons, on the other hand have less sound and is more still.
13. Another sound I treasure is children laughing, singing, frolicking. Any child, anywhere. If ever there is a God, He exists in children.
14. The call "Ma" or "Mama" is perhaps the most satisfying and fulfilling call ever. On the phone, from the road, at the door, from anywhere around the house........from any place on earth. "Ma" or "Mama" is the ultimate call......the most supreme sound.
This is such a randomly written post. I love the soft 'plop' of a neem fruit falling to the ground. The 'flop' of a large petal falling off. The small delicate flowers shed in a soft whisper. I like the clip-clop of horse hooves, and also the thundering when they gallop.I like everyday humdrum sounds around the house. It brings some degree of security and comfort. I like the sound of a child learning his multiplication tables, just as much I liked it when my children played the piano....no matter what they played. I like the rustle of leaves on the forest floor as I walk. I like the whistling wind through pine trees. I like the music of brooks and small waterfalls, just as much I like the roar of a large river or a huge and high waterfall. I like the sound of water and of wind.....the colours of the wind. Has anyone heard a panther roar in the pouring rain of the Garwhals? It isn't music, and yet it leaves behind a sense of awe.
So many sounds....the world is full of sounds. Good, bad, loud soft. I mention just the few that I like....the few that came to my mind.
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