Adieu 2010

Another chapter has ended as we begin a new chapter in our lives. In hindsight, 2010 had actually been a wonderful journey for me. I had the opportunity to travel around the world and explore new cultures. As for personal growth, I started discovering who I am and how I wanted to live my life. But I know, 2010 had been a mediocre year for many, and perhaps abysmal for some who are still struggling emotionally or for those who have been trying to dig their way out of the economic mess. But that is why we celebrate the new year, in aspiration for a new life and new hope for the future. I'm not worried about the happy folks. But for those who had a terrible year in 2010, embrace the heartaches, the adversities, the sadness and then leave them behind. I know, easy said than done. My intention is not to be morose here but we should appreciate every moment and value its worth. For every downfall lies a hidden blessing. No matter what happened in the past, I know the journeys taken only groomed us to become who we are intended to be and bring us to where we needed to go. But letting go the past and moving on is a must. Because look what just happened, another year has gone by. We have a limited ticking time clock, which we often take for granted. Let's use the new year wisely with smiles. Astrology tells us that we have cycles in life, sometimes good and sometimes bad. But one thing is for sure is that we can always wish for a better new year. And it will be. Over time, our chapters will only get better, more joyful, and serene. Let's bid farewell to 2010, and begin our new journey, another 365 days of blissful adventures and magic! Happy New Year to you all! 

Snow Blankets NYC

A snow path with my footprints

A street covered with snow

Snow finally blanketed the city though a bit late, a day after Christmas. I walked outside and saw absolutely zero traffic, which is a rarity in NYC. About two feet of snow fell across our region burying vehicles and trash bins underneath powder white sand. Sidewalks transformed into layer of bulwarks surrounding the buildings, causing a Himalayan trek for me to get to the streets that had become pedestrian passages.                                                                                       

              The scene is absolutely beautiful. But I feel a bit fuddled. Today has become a Monday nightmare for commuters and travelers. Train, subway, and bus services had been suspended. Flights delayed and cancelled. Cars skidding and spinning dangerously across the roads. And the cold temperature is of no help. Gusting winds kicking up and about frustrating bedraggled shovelers and aggravating my progessing popsicle nose and fingers. On the other hand, a big winter storm also means no need to go to work, a bonus day to do whatever we wanted. On the streets, I heard plenty of cackles and laughter and saw snowballs flying and splattering across the ground. People generously helping one another digging and pushing for ways to get their vehicles out. I stepped outside in hopes to capture a bit of the white powdered fluff and enjoy some snow-frolicking. But, the journey was short lived. During my arduous hike of only a few blocks to the Chelsea Market, my fingers frozen up into ten speared icicles as drips solidified down my nose. It wasn't as fun as I thought. Perhaps, me sitting here in my cozy apartment, sipping on a cup of nice hot chocolate, and peering outside is the best way to embrace the winter wonderland.