New York City

It has been a while since I last blogged. Well they have been here and there in some paper, some diary but finally I am making it public for all those who have been following my post in the past four years.

Manhattan is a place that every Karan Johar movie somewhere had some scenes from probably with the most famous Brooklyn Bridge, the Manhattan bridge and the skyscrapers and the Actors getting lost in the crowd of the city that never sleeps.

Sarang my husband never liked the place, but he never liked taking me around in Mussoorie too his hometown. Probably because he was so used to living in these places. I got a chance to stay in Jersey City for six months and living in a Tri State Area and ninty minutes away from the Newyork City, a visit to Brother In Law's place once a month makes us roam about the most famous Time Square and get lost in the crowd from all over the world.The first visit will mesmerise you and you will be only walking and walking ( did I tell you this is the city where people only walk and walk and walk:-)? ) and figuring out the routes with a gps or a map. The hustle bustle, the fashion parade, the stars walking past by, the Limousines, the diverse ethnicity, the lights and brightness leaves you startled. By the end of the day you would end up calling your mom and dad sharing your experiences again and again.

But that was the tourist visit right? As you start staying there or around the city and see it more closely you cannot stop smelling Urine at the Subway, or be able to relate to the hawkers and vendors on the street selling fake handbags, or Food Items like Fruits, Juices Kabobs and Pretzels. The pushy Sales Guy forcing you to buy tickets of some Comedy Show and how could I not mention the Yellow Taxi of Nework City which always reminds me of my reckless driving in India and how everybody else learns to drive like a cab wala in India. The Taxi Drivers in Newyork seem to have spent some time of their lives in India for they drive as any Indian in India would.

Newyorkers love to be called fashionistas so they would do all they could to be called one. A slight drop in the temperature and comes out all coats, scarves and fashionable boots, but you get to see some skin even in this biting cold if you happen to be at a place where your image would go down if you are not dressed as one of them, So what your heels worsen your feet, so what you have to walk a lot in the City, so what you die of flu, but the Fashionista Title doesnt have to go away. And since everyone else wears Hoops and Loops, and pretty Necklaces, wear them even if you cant carry them well or look horrible with them on:-). Accessories look great and I too love to collect them but somehow being comfortable for me now is more important than looking stylish and also foolish sometimes.

The city has its own charm and no matter how many times you must have been there, every once in a while when you visit the city from a quiet peaceful and green suburb, coming back home always makes you feel better. But for many it is the place to be and they love the place so much. My husband and I can only be occasional lovers of the Noise, the people and Sreet Shows, The food and a great stroll at the Times Square. It always reminds me of Gurgaon which I call the next Manhattan for its contarsting features like Manhattan.