I come across many sounds everyday - vehicles honking, sound of my TV, random music etc etc, so whats special about this one. I realized it today after staying here for 3.5 years. May be somethings are better realized later. Okay back to the point, this sound I am talking about is a silk loom thats next to our house. Infact, it belongs to my landlord.
When we moved in this house, we didn't realize about the annoying sound of the loom that runs from morning 6am to night 8pm. Initially it used be very irritating. Everyday non-stop sound that disturbs my dreamy, sweet early morning sleep. I complained, stopped opening the windows, tried ear-muffs but nothing worked.. And I got used to it. Got so used to it, that absence of this sound started affecting me. The loom has the weekly off on Sunday. Usually most of my Sunday's are spent with my friends, but there are some Sunday's I am generally at home. Especially in the evenings, all of a sudden its calm, quiet and silent.
Well most of the time I crave for that kinda silence but the one on Sunday evening makes me feel that all of a sudden world has come to a standstill. The thought of going to work the following morning plus the long silence is depressing :-(. I start introspecting my life, where am I, what am I doing etc etc. I wish the loom starts again and makes me feel that world is running as usual and things are good.
I have known of Monday morning blues.. but not sure what one call the depressing feeling on a Sunday evening..??
When we moved in this house, we didn't realize about the annoying sound of the loom that runs from morning 6am to night 8pm. Initially it used be very irritating. Everyday non-stop sound that disturbs my dreamy, sweet early morning sleep. I complained, stopped opening the windows, tried ear-muffs but nothing worked.. And I got used to it. Got so used to it, that absence of this sound started affecting me. The loom has the weekly off on Sunday. Usually most of my Sunday's are spent with my friends, but there are some Sunday's I am generally at home. Especially in the evenings, all of a sudden its calm, quiet and silent.
Well most of the time I crave for that kinda silence but the one on Sunday evening makes me feel that all of a sudden world has come to a standstill. The thought of going to work the following morning plus the long silence is depressing :-(. I start introspecting my life, where am I, what am I doing etc etc. I wish the loom starts again and makes me feel that world is running as usual and things are good.
I have known of Monday morning blues.. but not sure what one call the depressing feeling on a Sunday evening..??
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