Midnight sojourn

Midnight sojourn

                What is the right time to hang around the much talked about pedestrian plaza that attracts millions of wide mouthed tourists around the world? Yes, you guessed it right. A little later than midnight, it was never too late for the thousands thronged there even in the biting cold April. The huge, blindingly bright bill boards which blast music and vision of popular brands were a novelty indeed. The young and old are tempted to dance to the tunes, sip from huge cups of starbucks, and do whatever your mind tells you. A screaming group was excited to find themselves on the huge screen, after edging themselves triumphantly into the camera’s limited jurisdiction.   A handsome, smiling cop was obligingly posing with anyone who likes to take back a souvenir. I couldn’t help recalling the stony faces of our unfriendly, pot bellied, guardians of law and order. The Broadway was really broad enough to accommodate one and all without any discrimination of colour, nationality, language and gender. The otherwise clean and disciplined America took a French leave here. The answer was simple enough. The sea of people couldn’t just care; I could see three or four familiar figures too, the Indian counterparts who are the members of the mendicant squad. Another fun is to see the victory of pedestrians over the motorists who flaunt their big, brand new cars and finding it virtually impossible to park anywhere near the happening site. The available private parking  was incredibly expensive which must give valuable hints to businessmen in India as to how making money is easy provided you have a few yards vertically to enable at least twenty cars on each floor. Comedians, artists, musicians, tourists and late night employees – all mix and match. Three cheers to the Times Square.