Sense of Sound: Sounds of India Bulls

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Sound Narrative

One enters the giant glass panelled building and immediately hears the almost whisper of security as you trip through the detectors. Bags are checked with perfected pageantry until the lift echoes its arrival in the lobby. Another robotic voice blandly wishes you a good morning and silently watches—as doors slide shut— you scrambling awkwardly to scan your finger at school doors…

    Oh God not this again! you think, as you are once again delayed. Tremendously late, you hurry to class and excuse yourself, quickly joining your classmates in the task for the day. Quickly, its break time and just as you leave the stuffy halls you roll your eyes at the regular statutory warning.
You’re descending to temporary freedom, escaping into a cup of caffeine your body craved for every since the day began. You don’t want to leave but you’re running late again.
You’re back, ready to get to work, then another warning is issued. You can almost taste the freedom as the day nears its end. The brilliant cry of the metal turnstile as you stride away…the hustle of fans as they fight to take you home…oh, when can I leave!?

Vritika Lalwani

From the beginning,

bags to the checking,

it all starts with a good morning!

Eight thirty calls for apologising.

ID Cards are the new way to scare,

not having coffee bean is rare!

Banning us from having the coffee in unfair,

How they do it,without any care?

At the end of a day so drab,

all anyone wants to grab,

hopefully, is a cab!

 Ahilya Rajani

   The aim of this assignment was to record sounds that we hear in and around India bulls through the day. In spite of hearing most of these sounds everyday we tend to ignore them. This is because we are so immune to them that our brain chooses not respond to them simply because it is already registered over and over again.

Voices are the key to human interaction and play an important role in integrating the sound that we hear. As we went along recording sounds through the two buildings, we realized that, almost every voice/sound we hear has a particular time and tone that repeats. Our interaction is restricted to a specific set of people and machines. Rather people who behave like machines. We’ve come to form a monotonous pattern. Every time a button is pressed/ a beep is heard, it is supported either by somebody telling us what to do or correcting us. We live mechanical lives where each individual goes through their day in an orderly fashion.

This clipping reflects upon a casual day that passes by so casually, we don’t even stop to think about the conversations we’ve had in return damaging our memory of the people we’ve seen.

Taniya Gaba

Pattern as a part of our lives are instances we’re often accustomed or habituated to in our daily lives so much so that they become a part of our mundane routines. We tend to make visual associations far more easily as compared to sound associations, but repetition tends to educate the ear. How often do we distinctly focus on sounds we hear every single day of our lives? So accustomed to these sounds, we ignore them.

“Take it in from one ear and remove it from the other.”

This phrase, although inversely, illustrates how we tend to ignore these sounds we hear, whether it’s reaching late to class, showing our identity cards or even scanning our baggage. This mechanical routine we follow, tends to be “unheard” just as soon as it is spoken.

Mechanical and routined in its composition, sound cannot be isolated. Backed by mindless chatter, distinct repetitive voices have become deeply integrated into our daily lives in such a manner that they merge into this chatter we faintly focus on. This mechanical composition of “chatter” tends to talk on time.

Niharika Mukhi





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