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.
