my journeys

Monday, August 31, 2015

snowy


One fine morning, I saw white drops falling off the sky. I had an adrenaline rush. In my pyjamas, I ran out onto the garden and started to dance like a little kid. At first, I did not realized it was freezing as I was too happy looking at the droplets. My view became white. The roads and trees as if they were covered by flour. I began to feel the pain of the cold weather and my nose and ears were really in pain. Then, I began to wonder how on earth do people survived staying there? Am I going to enjoy winter?

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