FOUR ELEPHANTS LITTLE STORY (or that time when the third elephant teached me to cry from happyness)

When I was a child, my biggest dream was to embrace an elephant. I did't dream to became an astronaut, a fireman or a superhero. Only a great hug with an elephant. But, when I was a child, I didn't know as was muggy, hairy and dirty an elephant. Now, I'm changing my dreams, ...but only after this dreamed hug.
I saw the first one in Delhi (I prefer Bombay, Delhi is big and empty, green and sad), it was walking in Delhi traffic and from my taxi (before Delhi, I hated Bombay-taxi-drivers -for their street ignorance-, now I hate most Delhi-taxi-drivers, it's incredible that in the Capital City, with a modern and western metro-underground, the Government failed to obtain the taximeter use by the taxidrivers, so you must negotiate the fee per each your little movingg and I suggest you to use always my favorite sentence "I'm not a tourist, I live in Bombay/Delhi/Agra/TajMahal/Jaipur"...you must change each time your location)...and from my taxi I could see only its big swinging ass crossing the street. After that, my taxi-driver stopped to pissing on a wall in the leftside of the street, I couldn't miss the opportunity and so, with a perfect Indian-style, I gave him company.
I saw the second one in Amber Fort (very Rajasthan place, a fortress desertic hilltops), it's going to home (the driver home), it was his lucky-day (and my unlucky-day)because in Jaipur there was the political elections and for one day each elephant city could sleep quiet without a tourist wakes-up its (or better, wakes-up its drivers that lives-eats-sleeps on the elephant spine) for a twenty minutes walking called also sixhoundred rupees walking. But, for me, it was important only the muggy-hairy-dirty hug with its big foot. Than, there was more than one hug, because its big head (poor-elephant, his driver had painted -very bad design- its head for tourist entertainment)...its big head was too funny not to touch, with its crazy drunk trunk. So, my dream was realized.
I'll see the forth one in Kerala. After the elephant hug, my new dream is Kerala. I'm looking to plan my Xmas in Kerala, where I can find elephants no painted, no drived.
But the very one, that changed my dreams, has been the third one. I saw the third one only in picture, its name is Teo, it's hanging at Marinangeli Xmas Tree, it's swinging moved by family love, it's nourishing my happyness tears.