After a long simmering night, this street (Park) was quick to break the trance and usher the last Sunday of the first season of Happy Streets. My, first ever morning at Park Street. Have never seen the nocturnal queen this early in the morning, she was brimming with eloquence of freshness, which had no ilk of a lustful Saturday night. Here was a chance to see the “Queen” basking under some natural light until she is caught up by the embroidery of the evening.
“Virginia House” on Russell Street saw some young girls running their lungs out with the game of cricket; the tobacco conglomerate is going to post their revenue for the 4th quarter in a week’s time or so. Bengal Club had some early morning members sipping into the finest Darjeeling tea and was in all praise of the initiative.
Kolkata Police Bagpipers; marched across the queen’s stretch, raising the crescendo to alarm those who are still jostling under white linens. Couple of guitarist “Jammed” with students turned crooners and this being the last Sunday until the next winter, they were Jamming, like there was no tomorrow. For a moment; i thought, the paintings of the Cabaret dancers at “Moulin Rouge” would get infested with life and step out on the street for a morning jig, which has transformed into an Oasis of happiness.
Mc Donald’s had some healthy menu for breakfast, CCD & Barista, got their best “Man” on the steam machine to brew. Flury’s; while it was getting ready for the Easter Sunday, the last Sunday (of Happy Streets, season 1) saw the last rum ball go off the rack in a jiffy. “Au Bon Pain”, was the food and beverage studio and it offered free walk into the house and promised Jogger’s break - fast to all. A “Peter Cat & Mocambo”, wondering how many of them will stay back for an illustrious Sunday brunch.
Stephen Court tenants applauded for the skating wonders, some amateur artists drooled over enacting the right emotions in front of the auction house. Allen Park crossing was the play house for the toddlers and some of them wasted no time; by scribbling their arrival as the, $# generation.
Some leggy lasses, turning it on for the shunted boys on the basket ball court, the badminton court had the maximum draw, people waiting eagerly for their five minute turn, the rolling continues but, on the yoga mats by the end of Camac Street.
This was Park Street on a Sunday morning on the occasion of Happy Streets, some of you were present and some will have to wait till the next season. It was all bright and good, a phenomenal make-over for the nocturnal queen.