Sound of Silence
Now that my newbie phase has waned away, I often recollect all the aspects that demanded getting used to over the past few months. The very first thing that bothered me was the absolute silence around. Having grown up in a house overlooking the local railway station, constant noise has been an integral and inseparable part of my life. Somehow over the years I started associating the lack of sound with discomfort. And suddenly I was in a place where I could hear the whoosh of the Volkswagens with my windows shut! In the first week post arrival, since my body was getting adapted to the coldest weather it has ever witnessed (combined with a different microbial environment), I was down with a sore throat and bad cough. So whenever I had to cough it felt like a percussion act gone awry and worse still when those coughs wanted to exit in the middle of the night, it felt like I was waking up the entire apartment! Hunger pangs felt like audible conversations with my stomach. Not o...