I miss the old country: the balkan music that filled the streets, invoking images of gypsies dancing; the din of a thousand immigrants' native tongues; the vibrant fabric on the laps of mothers preparing for the festival. They do not play music on the streets any longer. They have forsaken the street corner, and taken refuge in sterile digital music studios. The festival has been relegated to a forgotten region, inhabited only by the geriatric and their nurses. Soon, there will be no one to hear the music that is no longer played, no one to dance in the festivals that are no longer held, and no one to fill the streets that are no longer crowded.
Progress is important- I do not deny that. But everything in the world has two sides.
TURN US INTO ROBOTS BABY.
But no, it's true, there are two sides to my thinking. While it would be amazing to live to see the invention of flying cars, it would've also been nice to live in a time when life didn't revolve around careers and money, and everything was so much more simple.
Most people these days are very detached from their culture and heritage, but if we look closely, there are small things that remian, or that we pcik up from grandparents and older realatives who still remember the way things used to be.