(I wrote this as an escape from realities of the pandemic and its lockdowns) I sit alone on a cushy chair in the lobby of this fine hotel. It’s almost midnight and the night seems to be having its effect on people. Except on the people at reception. They seem to be as radiant as ever. An old gentleman sits a few places away, frantically searching for something in his notebook. A fidgety young lady walks to and fro as though she’s trapped in an unfamiliar dimension. There are others too amblin...