It is the meter, yes that's right, the subway. I'm talking about the one in Milan with regard to my little life experience.
I go to work and get on the tram 24 in via Ripamonti and I go to subway, M3, the yellow line, as every day, never a face equal, more people, at least apparently different.
Whites, blacks, Asians, South Americans ... all over the world in one compartment of a common means of transport in a "carriage" of a meter. And I smile, I smile often, while with headphones in my ears listening to my iPod and some songs, mostly nostalgic or mawkish, and start looking around, observing those around me.
All of race, rapid and hurried to return to their homes, such as pulse crowded to the door that opens like a race where the starting blocks trying to get there first. For then the first thing I have not yet figured out, except in the case where the delay might affect my "take the train in time." But the thing that fascinates me about this world of a few square meters where the crowd rushes, it is calm.
Near bus stops, "strategic", people's true that it is "running", but when you travel, silence is sovereign ... a silence broken only by the sound "physical" of the meter. But the song of the bottom of my iPod, which accompanies this silent spectacle is magnificent. See the faces of all, tired but relaxed, where they find their little moment of peace and tranquility because they can only wait and wait to arrive ... then they calm down and it's like they were in a kind of peace.
I enjoy, so I enjoy looking at them and I calm down, I smile and I feel happy for a moment, but especially rilassatissimo. It is the most beautiful part of my return trip 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.