Noizio - A Sound Equalizer for Your Life
In the 1980s I spent a fair amount of time traveling by trains in India. Train journeys in India are a multi-day affair. A trip from Calcutta to Bombay took a little more than three days.
I loved the sound of the train. There was always the hustle and bustle of people talking, the train had its own rhythmic sound and there was the sights. Having spent my childhood in the concrete jungle of Calcutta, I was greeted by the sight of miles of open farmland. The ubiquitous bull pulling the hoe, the children playing their games, and the rain.
There is a particular rhythm to a train journey. You wake up in the morning and you are greeted by the silence of the train stopped in a station in a village you have never heard of. You peer out of the window and you hear the tea-seller, yelling "chai, chai garam" (tea, hot tea). You gesture to him, and he comes to your window, bearing a kettle of piping hot tea. He pours it into an earthenware cup made of clay, and hands you this manna from heaven. You buy a couple of samosas (fried vegetable concoction) and take a sip of this lovely masala tea (tea with spices). Food tastes different in a train. Your senses are deprived of the usual and you get to focus on the new. I miss those samosas, and I do miss those little earthenware cups of tea. The train starts moving again, and you savor the tea, and after you are done, you toss the little cup out of the window. It shatters into little pieces and takes it rightful place in the soil of India. This is recycling at its best. It is going to go back to being clay and wait for the next person to pour it into a kiln to make an earthenware cup for tea.
You read a book, you spent hours staring out of the window, seeing the lives of people you will never know. The villages pass by you in a blur and you see the occasional group of children playing cricket in a little field, or a group of farmers buying and selling their produce in a local market. You pass by houses, and hanging on lines made with rope, see their clothes drying in the sun. There is color everywhere, and you just look at it, you wonder about their lives.
I seem to remember a lot of rain during my trips. Rain has a particular rhythm all its own too. It is also transformative. Everything gets cleaned and freshened. The greens look greener. The clay of the soil looks a strange shade of terracota, and the smells get overwhelmed by the smell of wet soil. I loved the rain. I loved the sound of the rain and thunder with the underlying beat of the train. It relaxed me.
I would look forward to these trips. I used to work like a mad person when I was in Calcutta or Bombay, and then there would be a break. A break of three days spent travelling with nothing to do. Just relaxing and enjoying the sights and sounds of daily life in India. It was beautiful.
You must be wondering by now, what brought on this strange nostalgic trip. It is an app called Noizio. Available for free in the App Store, for the Mac and for iOS, it is an ambient noise generator. It provides you a lot of choices, and you can configure just the right mix for yourself. I have a mix which provides me with rain, thunderstorms, slight patter of a coffee shop and a train journey. This is what brought on this nostalgic walk through my memories.
It is ideal background noise to help you concentrate on the task on hand. You can save the mix you create to reuse when you want. There are lot of choices of sounds and you can design the right mix of sounds for you to concentrate and be productive, or just to relax and sleep.
It is well-designed software which is good at what it intends to achieve.
I cannot recommend it enough.
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