It is the meter, yes that's right, the subway. I speak of that of Milan regard my little life experience.
I go 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, more people, at least in appearance different.
Whites, blacks, Asians, South Americans ... the whole world in one compartment of a common means of transport in 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 begin to look around at my surroundings.
All running, speedy and hasty 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. For then first thing I have not yet figured out, except when the delay might affect my "take the train in time." But the thing that fascinates me about this world of few square meters where the crowd rushes, is calm.
Near bus stops, "strategic", people is true that it is "running", but when you travel, 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 post-work. Do not worry then we think the train to take away the smile with its delays and so on ... but at least for a few minutes around the world in a room.