Aug 3, 2009

SILENCE OR COINCIDENCE?

Walking through these serene streets, I wondered and lusted. I coveted all these- the sky high fences, the eye-popping architectural pieces- in well, some very moral way I hope. Yet above my lust and smoldering desire for the wealth that perfumed these streets, I wondered: why is the neighborhood of rich often so serene? Why does tranquility seem to abide more in their bosom than in those of their opposites?
Are they rich because they are quiet or are they quiet because they are rich? Have they lost their tendency to be noisy to the comfort that escorts wealth or is wealth just a Siamese twin of the restful minds? Seriously! If I’m doubted, take a stroll through the GRAs, the Lekki Peninsulas and the choice, highbrow estates that house this caliber of the ‘careful and courteous’ then, you might grab a feel of what I mean. You might wonder why a cemetery would gulp this much architectural investment. Go on. Take a stroll.
With these assumptions, I’m tempted to think (and I like the temptation) that the rich are far less prone to screaming than the poor. Peace of mind is a lot more expensive than I imagined. Otherwise how can you explain why the vicinities (because I can’t brand them neighborhoods) that are packed with the poor are forever blaring? Even if such streets were called “Mind Your Business Avenues”, its ambience still would bear similarities with the noise that would have come from the sinking Titanic.
I don’t think it’s because these houses are not as soundproofed as those of the rich, I believe rather that the poor might be talking too much, they often miss what gets the rich both their name and serenity.
I would henceforth listen a little more, talk a little less, and visit these streets a lot more. I might just be rewarded someday by their secrets of wealth which I hope would not be buried too deep in quietude that I don’t hear as I pass by.
Hey, I’m not poor, I just prefer these awe-crafting neighborhoods and one day I know I will be writing from the library of these suspiciously peaceful houses.

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