In and out of Kabul Afghanistan 2005-2012

Jun 11, 2011

Non verbal SIgns

I finally tracked down my music teacher from 2007 ... cruised music street in old Kabul and met his brother minding the new studio ... demolition is creeping in and history being squeezed out ... I wonder what happened to the guy who made my rabob?

Ustad Mucktar and I have a much stronger common musical language – Hindustani solfege - than we did four years ago ... we are managing with minimal verbal translation. In fact i am forced to listen to the notes much more carefully ... to hear the tune less intellectually ... to find the culturally unique beat

I probably need to adopt that attitude a little more liberally in these troubled times. My expectations of people at work are much too high – tied perhaps unfairly to the excessive price tag of the project I am working on.

And at the end of the day ... well I am responsible to men I will never meet.