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I’m unsure where I was going with this, but I decided to write-possibly a continuation of a different story only from a different perspective. Perhaps I’ll weave the two fragments together some day. I know it’s rather lacking in action, so perhaps my next installment if there will be…I’ll think on it some more.

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Snow descended gently, in flurries blown by the wind. There’s something magical about the calm silent storm that makes one forget about the coldness. Their cheeks were brushed by the feather-soft snowflakes, and their feet slowly sank with each step they took. The sky was a timeless grey such that there was no way of telling what time of day it really was. There was not a building in sight. All they could see was snow for miles around – a vast desert of snow falling on snow.
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It was such a lovely day today, the sky so blue. Not a cloud in the purest blue-ness. The leaves on trees turn to golden hues of red, orange, and yellow. Fallen leaves swirl and dance in the light refreshing northern breeze.

Yet the weather fluctuates from cheerful warmth to dreary coldness. Each passing day is so unpredictable. With time, the days grow steadily shorter, and the sky grows somber and grey. Playful warm breezes turn to sharp piercing winds. Soon all the leaves are gone and trees are mere skeletons, seemingly lifeless. All the world seems to be in a sluggish state.

Sluggish maybe, but perhaps it doesn’t have to be so gloomy. The Earth is merely napping so that it may bloom with all its natural beauty with the coming of spring and become fully ripe again towards the beginning of autumn.

On a late afternoon in July, the sun still scorched down menacingly, its heat intensely devored by the concrete pavements. The humidity was unbearably palpable. A family of five walk briskly through a crowd of other busy people, also rushing towards their own destinations.

The subway is the best way of transportation here, as cars are bound to be in traffic jams on a daily basis. As the family waits in line for their subway train to arrive, a weather warn old man smiles respectfully at them.

The father asks the old man, “Is this the subway that will take us to Holiday Inn in Hong Kong?” The old man only smiles in response. The father tries again, only this time in Mandarin Chinese. Again, the old man did not reply, but he makes an effort to understand. They exchange hand gestures, and finally, the old man nods vigorously.

At that time, more people rush to the lines, all pushing and shoving to be one of the first to board the train. On the train, it is important to note that people of different classes sit and stand side by side one another. The family of five had three sturdy suitcase, whereas some passengers only carried luggages on a dolly attached by rope.

When it was the family’s turn to leave the train, they quickly gathered their belongings and departed. Just before the doors closed, the old man throws out a laptop bag. The door shuts promptly thereafter, and the train rushes away.