Walking down the streets of New york

This is my first blog so bare with me for any mistakes. What I write is what I feel.

Last month I had one of the amazing experience - Walking down the streets of New york.

It was a long weekend and trip was planned in an hour with an hour left to pack your baggage and run to station.

We made it.

Lucky enough to have got a room at Hilton, Edison at an unexpectedly low cost of around 50$.

We spent three days in New york roaming in streets here and there.

Everything was majestic yet commerzialised.

Tall building, dazzling light, best of restaurants, shopping malls left me gazing.

Everyone seem to be running. Really fast.

Hold on ... else u r lost.

Everything within your reach and still beyond the reach of common.

Money .. money... money... the only game on streets.

New york depicts human excellence as well as the craving and falsehood we have developed.

Lots to see yet lot to have not seen.

Everyone selling something.

I still remmember one girl in the street with the board "Please help! Tired of prostitution".

A gay looking for customer.

Rich and poor. Good and bad. All in the same place.

It seemed as if we could have spent an entire life to roam about with enough left over to cover in next life.

We enjoyed the three days like anything but many things kept me amused for long.