An evening at San Fransisco

Not waiting for any companion , i set out alone to explore a city
which was so close yet so far.
Close because it is just 50 mile drive,
far because it was not yet visited.

It took me nearly 40 days when i could really make my way in
the heart of this beautiful city nototious for some of the most tabooed things.
It is basically one of the biggest "kantaben".

It was a usual Sunday morning which means that the digital clock is
quietly dislaying 12:20 pm and the person who uses this creature for 5 days of the week religiously
has shut down its mouth for the ironical weekend days.

You must be wondering , why ironical ?
well , its what you dont have you long the most for .
So the hectic weekdays look for weekends and the dull weekends look for busy weekdays.

So this time it was sort of written on a the stone (grey) matter of mind that no matter what ,
my plush apartment room wont have to bear a sleeping soul for a full 24 hr day.

Picked up the caltrain time ..(like a local train of mumbai serving suburban areas of the silicon valley) but ofcourse
not that crowded and hard seated.
It is a beautiful double decker with spacey seats mimicking an in-flight seating look.

The train was scheduled to arrive at 2:19 pm sharp at Mountain View (Google's birth place), my place from
the other end called San Jose (the home to Ebay,Synopsys,Cadence etc) .
And i knew it wouldnt be a minute late.

So in between the dilema of leaving out alone .. the outer world won,
calling me to embrace it worry free.

Went to the station, but it was only 10 mins for the train.
Within that time i could ably figure out that there are no manned
ticket counters but fixed machines giving out tickets in return for the dollar bills.

By the time i could actually complete my transaction, the officer ( so called TT)
was asking me to rush in.
I asked him and boarded without a ticket.
i was asked to buy in the ticket at my destination.

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