The Oxford English Dictionary defines the term noise as 'a sound or a series of sounds that is loud or unpleasant'. It is something no one would desire to hear all day. Noise pollution happens when noise goes above 80 decibels. Noise over 120 dB can cause hearing damage.
All this being stated, I would like to quote what Mother Teresa had once said about noise....
"We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence.... We need silence to be able to touch souls." ~Mother Teresa
The situation in my locality is completely different. There is always a lot of noise that one has to bear hearing all day and night. Sometimes, one can hear men fighting and screaming at each other, sometimes we hear our tank getting filled, which itself is very noisy.
Sometimes, the noise that beggars make - they walk armed with a mike in their hand, while their colleague (another beggar) holds the speaker. Then the beggar walks very slowly on the road, singing stupid, irritating songs. They actually recite 2 lines and repeat them over and over again, making sure that their speakers are set at full volume - such hypocrits! They have the cash to buy speakers and power them for full volume every Sunday but when it comes to begging, they pretend like they've got no cash.
But all this is nothing compared to the noise cars make when they constantly go on and on honking without stopping - and not just one car, but one whole line of cars and bikes honking at each other continuously! That too every second of the day! How frustrating!
It's actually not the car owners' fault. Neither is it that the road is too thin. In fact, it is one of the widest roads in Mumbai I've ever seen! It is the fault of the vendors who illegally sell bags, suitcases and fruits. They don't even belong to the city! They occupy the width of the road FIVE cars would easily fit in!! Twice the width of a car on the road goes in their handcarts (fruit vendor's handcart) that they sleep on. There are two rows of such handcarts on the road. As we go further on the road, we find that clothes vendors have also encroached upon the road in addition to the fruit vendors. This narrows the road even more. Another two rows of handcarts for selling fruits on two opposite sides of the road. And one more row to accomodate the bag vendors. So that, at any point of time, only one car can go on the road that is supposed to accommodate 6 cars if only those vendors were gotten rid of!
On the road, vehicles ply in both directions, but with great difficulty, arguement and a desire never to drive on that road again. You can imagine how much of a hassle it gets when a bus goes through. In fact, cabs will never go on that road just because there is this kind of madness.
The vendor business is illegal and so no one can blame the law for these hawkers. Municipal vans come everyday to snatch away whatever goods they can and shoo away the hawkers. But when the municipal vans leave at night, they somehow come to know and set up their bag shops and get their handcarts again - they buy handcarts probably in rent or they might be borrowing money from friends or they might be rich enough to buy new handcarts again and again - something drives these people to go on with their business.
When they return, nobody dares to complain, because they try their best to find out who complained, and attack the poor guy. My aunt who lives further in the road, had once seen a poor man holding a pistol and running after another man and nobody on the road dared to do anything lest they get shot. Once a lady had complained about these hawkers and they all unitedly went and pounced on her somewhere - and she was nowhere to be seen again. These hawkers are such perverts - while walking on the road if they happen to see a lady walking in the opposite direction they will purposely go and dash their shoulder against the lady - and say that they did it by mistake.
When we were small, our neighbours had a funny way of getting rid of noise made by beggars, who used to come much, much more often at that time. They would fill balloons with cold water, aim and throw it at beggars holding mikes through their window. If the shot missed, they would tell the victims to call that beggar. The beggars would panic in shock for a moment, and then the neighbours used to call their mother who would shout at the hawkers in a really insulting manner and make them leave quietly. It used to be such a relief during exams when their begging using mikes at FULL volume would disturb us a lot. But sadly, our neighbours grew up. They are not children any more, so they don't throw water balloons at beggars. But their aim used to be perfect. They would almost always be able to land the balloon on the slow-walking beggar.
Yeah... and so the beggars became a rarity nowadays. But the vendors haven't disappeared as yet. The vendors are like those really adamant flies. When we try to shoo the fly away, it won't go away easily. But then when it finally flies away, as soon as we go away, it comes back to the same spot we shooed it away from. And no one is relieved by the fact that house flies have a life span of a month - because when they die, their children take over and harass us.
I just wish that those hawkers give us a break and go away to find some other job. But this hope seems impossible. It seems like as if one of the widest roads in Mumbai will never be able to accommodate vehicles to it's full capacity ever. It is not like there are few vehicles on that road. A lot of vehicles keep going on the road every moment. The road is always full of traffic and people honking at and abusing each other when actually the vendors are at fault. To save their necks, the vendors take part in the fight too and abuse the one who seems less frightening, because they want to win the fight.
And no, don't ever do the mistake of thinking the vendors are doing us a big favour by selling their goods. They keep very high prices for their fake, low quality goods. So no one ever buys goods from them. They are always seen sitting near their handcart doing nothing. It also spoils the whole scenery. Plus, they smoke, so the air gets polluted. They also chew tobacco and spit on the road.
As I had mentioned in my earlier post, people in our building get irritated and leave their flats in one month to live in a more peaceful, comfortable environment. Most of the occupants of our building are on rent... they too will leave the place after some time.... so I get to see new faces every month. So none of them care about the detoriating building management. In fact, in the building meetings, these people on rent make up the majority. And they say 'Yes' to whatever selfish decisions the self-appointed manager makes as they know that they won't have to stay in the building for long. But since the majority has agreed, the decision is considered final.
But then it is said, " If you can't get rid of something, learn to live with it." This is what we are practising. It is really sad, but we have no other choice. There is a lot of noise in the area despite a hospital being on the same road!!