Woke up to a smokey room today. Someone had decided to burn a trash heap downstairs from my room. I shut all the windows, then got ready and head out to Sindhology to work from there. There does not seem to be any trash pick up service here in Jamshoro, so people just burn heaps of trash.I had to do quite a bit of note writing related to the script and how it would be recorded musically. It is my job to guide the musicians in terms of timing, story and emotions as I did for my short film “Gul”, to best fit the film. They of course bring their musical expertise in expressing those things through their music.I worked out of the Sindhology audio archives for a few hours, then returned to the hostel, had some lunch, and continued.