I love apple.. The BIG APPLE!!

I had been to the BIG APPLE a few days back. It was a great train ride to NYC. The city was great as usual, thousands of people milling around, lots of traffic, the hustle and bustle of the big city!

City life appeals to both my parents. After all, they're from the biggest city in India, Bombay! I haven't been to Bombay (or for that matter India) yet, but my parents say NYC is as close as it gets to Bombay. For some reason, most Bombayites like to think of NYC as the equivalent of Bombay. And will proudly tell you so. Maybe because they find it as claustrophobically crowded as Bombay. Maybe because its as dirty as Bombay. Maybe because, like Bombay, NYC never quite sleeps! Maybe because like Bombay, NYC has a pulse, a rhythm, a beat to it... Dunno for sure

Speaking of rhythm; Bombayites love to sway.. Especially to the rhythm of a moving local train.. Doing the salsa on one foot (you won't know where the other one is), moving in sync with 30 other people who are squashed together on a square foot of train, with the head resting on someone's hairy arm, and the nose in another's smelly armpit, the right arm moving of its own accord, unaware of its own movements! That's what I call getting lost in the rhythm!!

Well, Love em or hate em, you just CAN'T ignore these great cities!

Anyway, coming back to NYC. We had gone to the top floor of the tallest building in NYC. It was like nothing I had ever seen before!! All the cars seemed as small as mine from up there. And the people as small as ants. I was surprised to find that miniature cars were such a hit with so many grownups! And I thought it was only us...

Ok, then we had food and then did some unnecessary woman stuff (shopping) and we were ready to leave for home! All in all, a nice time was had by all parties concerned, self included.

The journey back was pretty eventful too. More so because the train just wouldn't move!! I asked Mom about it and she explained everything to me! And now that I knew why it wasn't moving, I felt it my duty to let everyone else know about it.

I turned around and saw this nice old man sitting right behind me.

I smiled at him, pointed at the train and said "Cha... Cha!". He smiled at me and said "Oh How cute". Yeah Yeah, I know I'm cute, but I'm talking about the train right now mister!!! I repeated the "Cha Cha!!!!" this time with a little more urgency. This time it seemed like he understood.

After about 2 mins, I again couldn't contain myself. I had to let someone know why the train wasn't starting up. This was probably how Newton must have felt, when, after having discovered gravity, he found no one around to brag about it to (except perhaps the apple)!! Well what do you know! We geniuses are a lonely lot!

I looked around again after another 2. Nobody else seemed to be too bothered about the laggard train. So I made a general broadcast to nobody in particular, everybody in general, about the state of affairs... "Cha.. Cha!!!!!!!".

Having found no one particularly interested in acknowledging my broadcast, I turned to the nice gentleman again and reassured him again with a flash of my pearly whites and a "Cha.. Cha!!" on my lips.

And just as I was about to go on air for the umpteenth "Cha... Cha!!" telecast, the train finally started moving!!!! And we were home without any further delays.

This was the loveliest Memorial Day I've had in these first 2 years of my life.

Ciao till later!!




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But wait a minute... I have a weird feeling that the paying public has a question they want answered.... I'm telepathic that way.

Hmmm, lemme see... I have a feeling you want to know what that "Cha.. Cha" deal was all about.. Right?

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What Mom told me was that the train was charging up (just like Dad's phone). And it would start moving as soon as it was fully charged.

And THAT'S what I had been trying to explain to the nice old gentleman in my impeccable gibberish.