Punjabi → English transcript

As I stepped off the pavement I realized there’s nobody here to haggle with.

My lungs were like, “Bro, where have you brought us? We don’t get any smoke here.”

The streets are so clean, there aren’t any political billboards.

There are no e-rickshaws.

There are separate lanes for cycling, and there’s no scene of dogs chasing people there.

Hey, if dogs don’t chase you, how will the kids know how fast they can ride their bikes?

The municipal sanitation workers are calmly working in their government uniforms.

I mean, the whole atmosphere was really boring, man.

I saw a building that had nets all around it.

There’s a separate building just for car parking.

Man, I was thinking about the people who tow cars or the valet parking guys

How do they earn their daily living?

It’s so quiet — if you’re traveling on the train,

it’s pin-drop silence, not a single person crying out “chai, chai.”

What's the fun in life, man?

You can't live like this for 80–85 years, can you?

Thank God a hundred thousand times that I came back on the sixth or seventh day,

and my lungs—like they returned to normal,

I could take a little breath and, brother, I came back to myself.

I mean a whole week, a whole week I

didn't see anyone arguing with each other, didn't see anyone fighting,

didn't see anyone agitated. I mean, it's such a dull life, man,

such a dull life, everything organized, everything clean,

such a dull life, literally.