A Kaleidoscope

A  Kaleidoscope

                The city was a kaleidoscope falling into regular patterns when you move from corner to corner. The whole panorama was dappled with yellow and white spots, thousands of tiny ants moving in a slow motion, the network of arterials criss crossing each other without any jams, big and small blocks carefully arranged by builder boys far down below - we were birds perching on the glass walls of the American cultural icon, the Empire State building. The nearly half a kilometer tall tower has withstood the sun, snow and rain for 85 years, generating huge wealth to the state by way of expensive tickets. Once, the tallest in the world, it still attracts huge crowd in spite of weather and wallet. My second attempt to surpass the tallest sky scrapper was eventful and thrilling especially when the express elevator’s display flashes the number of floors as we sail past them. The climb down along the shopping square was fine too. It’s time to bid good bye to the  Empire State. Other visitors may outsmart me by telling tales of places not visited, excitement not experienced, visions not seen and sights not caught in the  camera. But, I think I have done enough justice to my short visit, savouring every second of my watch. Bye, Bye, Yorkers.