Easter in Hindustan

It is 7:39am on Good Friday morning.
For the last half hour I have been listening to the same song being sung over and over again, echoing throughout the neighborhood. It will end and there will be chanting and talking, either from a man or a woman, and then the same song again. I know very very little about the Easter celebrations of the Indian Church, but I know they're loud. As I walked around the neighborhood this morning just after 7am, it seemed like everything was just as normal. People were walking around the tiny parks, performing their morning rites at their shrines, washing their cars, or standing around talking. The only difference is the giant blazing loudspeakers freshly installed on every third telephone pole. From these the story of the death of Jesus is being told, and worship, possibly from the church two streets over, or possibly from the cemetery (I have learned that many churches worship Good Friday by re-enacting Christ's death in a cemetery).
Anyways, my point is this... I am Canadian.
I am part of a church in Canada, and while we try to reach our communities with the Gospel message, I think we would indeed stop short of tying giant loudspeakers to telephone poles and filling the whole neighborhood with the sound of our worship. That being said, as I walked around this morning, my first feeling was that I wondered how the 'others' felt. How do the Hindu's walking around the park feel? How about the Muslim on his way to work? What do they think about all the noise and the message being forced onto their streets and invariably into their houses? I thought to myself as I walked that perhaps they would be a little resentful. I mean, it is 7:00am, and these speakers are turned right up to 11. This is an invasion of personal space.
But then I remembered when we first got here to India, how every morning at 4:30am we would wake up to the Muslim call to prayer s it blanketed the city, and then again at 7:00am if we were still in bed. Then we would often hear a somewhat discordant, "Haaa-re Hare Jai Krishna..." being projected from speakers at the local Hindu temple. We don't really hear these things any more. I am used to hearing the call to prayer 5 times a day, so much so that now I don't hear it. The same can be said for the men running up an down our street yelling and selling. The same again for the hammering as they have been slowly (over months) tearing down the house beside us. All day long, 8am to 9pm, or sometimes later, hammering! And now I just don't hear it.
Anyways, in Canada I'm pretty sure we'd have a heap of angry people throwing eggs at our churches if we filled their neighborhood with loudspeakers and cranked up the sermon, and so being a Canadian I reacted with uncertainty, or perhaps almost embarrassment at the uncouth methodology employed in sharing the gospel message here in India. But thankfully I was reminded that in this cultural context, their methodology is sound (pun not necessarily intended). It's normal to fill the streets with the sounds of your worship. People do it all the time, for worship or elections or weddings or selling fruit. Loudspeakers are A-Okay!!!