Sunday, August 01, 2010

Moment

A light fog hung in the air as the first rays of the light shone into our cabin. In the distant, the churning of another train could be heard as our trains passed each other by. The view was greeted by rows and rows of willow trees, swaying and dancing to the rythem of the wind. And right at the background, we can see rows and rows of never ending mountains.

I took a peek at the watch. 6am. I had not slept much that night. My shoulder was numb and I dared not move, for fear of jostling you out of your sleep.

You stirred gently, with half your eye glazing out of the window of our train. Where are we already, you asked.

"I don't know," was my reply. "But I wish for this moment to last forever."