DesiPundit

DoZ on ipods and mofussil buses. A strange and funny mix.

The first thing I did after transferring all my music (mine and just about everything I’ve ever borrowed or stolen from friends) into my iPod was to take it out for a walk. I congratulated myself on finally becoming a true Manhattanite.

The glory was short lived. After the first song got over, I found out that listening to an iPod sans play lists is like listening to music on a mofussil bus in Tamil Nadu – in short, random shit, followed by more random shit. If anything, my iPod was way worse than a Cuddalore to Madras bus. At least those guys only played Tamil songs. My iPod played Bach, Kadhal Virus (remember “Baila More�?), and Bally Sagoo in alphabetical order.