Sounds of Home

I have to admit this thought isn’t out of my mind-garden. I once read a post titled the same on a fellow blogger’s site and I thought it was an incredibly warm idea. So I, with her permission, borrow the title today to talk about the sounds of my home. What makes this place my own? If I close my eyes and spend an entire day here, what do I hear around me? Let me take you through the course of my day, blindfolded!

At 5:00 AM sharp, dad’s alarm goes off. (He teaches yoga to a few of his friends and he starts early!)

At 5:30 AM, my alarm goes off. (It’s time to stir in bed and wake up in a few minutes. I practise yoga too you see!)

The next sound is the familiar one of hushed conversations between mom and dad while they sip on some hot coffee before Pa leaves for yoga.

For a couple of hours post that, there is silence. Of course, there’s the occasional rambles and rants of an old neighbour, cheers and chats of school going kids and a pressure cooker or two warning  the maker that it’s time to switch off the heat.

And then the sound of ruffling of newspapers. Pa is back and newspaper is what he picks up immediately. Some more conversation between them. And I join in too, with my expert opinions! LOL

A mild clatter of plates and spoons and some conversation woven through it. (Breakfast)

The ‘Bye’ and the ‘See you in the evening’ and the ‘Have a nice day’. (Pa leaves for work)

A couple of hours later…

The clicks as the keys of the laptop are being used at great speed. (Me writing and/or reading your work)

Some Classical music/Bollywood songs/dialogues out of movies/series (it’s either Ma or me – TV time post lunch)

A couple of loud conversations with neighbours and a few ‘Hi’s and a few ‘Hello’s as we sit and read with the windows wide open. A few songs playing on my phone. A little more talking with mum…family issues, jokes, plan for the evening, dinner menu, etc, etc, etc! This is something I enjoy so much…I’ve got this break after ages (6 years exactly) and I’m making complete use of this. I still have quite a bit on my plate but I can manage frequent breaks here and there.

The familiar sound of the car engine, followed by the other familiar sound of the lift halting on our floor. (Pa is back)

A little laughter, a lot of smiles, a few discussions (more like tiny arguments, but enjoyable ones), some news (or sports) on the TV…

And slowly these sounds die down to make way for a peaceful sleep. And the only hum you can hear is the AC (when it is summer) and a tiny, almost inaudible snore…

(Now if I’ve heard it, it’s not me…Between Ma and Pa, they’ll know when they read this! Wink ;))

 

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