It is the meter, yes that's right, the subway. I talk about that in Milan regarding my little life experience.
I go out to work and get on tram 24 in via Ripamonti and I go to the subway, M3, the yellow line, as every day, never a face equal, always people, at least in appearance different.
Whites, blacks, Asians, South Americans ... the whole world in one compartment of a common means of transport: a "coach" of a meter. And I smile, I smile often, while with headphones in their ears listening to my iPod and a few songs, mostly nostalgic or mawkish, and start looking around, observing those around me.
All racing, rapid and hurried to return to their homes, as impulse huddled at the door that opens like a race in which the starting blocks trying to get there first. Then for the first thing I have not yet figured out, except in cases where the delay could affect my "take the train in time." But the thing that fascinates me about this world of a few square meters in which the crowd rushes, is calm.
Near bus stops, "strategic", people is true that it is "running", but when you travel, the silence is sovereign ... a silence broken only by the sound "physical" Metro. But the song of the bottom of my iPod, which accompanies this show is magnificent silent. See the faces of all, tired but relaxed, where they find their little moment of peace and tranquility because they can only wait, wait to get ... then they calm down and it's like they were in some sort of peace.
I enjoy, so I enjoy watching them and I calm down, I smile and I feel very happy for a moment, but especially rilassatissimo. It is the most beautiful part of my return trip of the day after work. Do not worry then we think the train to take away the smile with its delays and whatnot ... but at least for a few minutes around the world in a room.