A Bowl of Hot Noodles In Chilly Weather.

I've had just enough time to...   enjoy a bowl of hot noodles in cold winter.

Taken just seconds before I dug into this hot bowl of noodles on a cold Shanghai noon.

Days of summer or

Winter chill, all I need is

Steaming hot noodles

On a cold winter noon in Shanghai, we were in-between meetings. There is too short a time for a proper meal but too hungry to forgo it. We spied an eatery that serves fast food – Chinese style that is. And there is nothing better than a steaming hot bowl of noodles on a cold winter day.

I ordered a bowl of “Lion Head Noodles”. The Lion Head refers to that single large chunk of minced meat that took pride of place in the soup. It is said that if the Lion Head is really good, it will stick to the wall if you flung at it. I was too hungry to give that a try and let my mouth did the evaluation. This beats a burger any time.

Footprints In The Snow.

I've had just enough time to...   leave my footprints on snow.

Taken in Seoul, Korea on a snowy morning.

I would like to leave my footprints on the snow

Where there were none before

And leave a path

Where none can be seen

In the early morning

After a heavy snow fall.

Maybe, it makes me a daring explorer

Or a seeker of truth

A sad lover or a lonely traveler

A writer searching for his muse or

A man searching for himself

Or just a lost soul in the wood.

But then I wonder

Is the snow calling for

The boy in me or the man to me

And will my steps

Be heavy or light

On that blanket of snow?

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Some folks like the summertime when they can walk about

Strolling through the meadow green it's fun there's no doubt

But give me the wintertime when snow falls all around

For i found her when the snow was on the ground

Lock Up Your Love & Throw the Keys Away!

I've just enough time to...  throw away the locks.

Taken on the telecommunication tower in Seoul, on a cold winter morning.

Come go with me baby

If it's alright with you

If it's alright ooh I wanna rock you/ I wanna rock with you baby

If it's alright ooh I wanna rock you/ I wanna rock with you baby

Lock you up N' love fa days

Maxwell - Lock You Up N' Love Fa Days

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Up on a snowy hill on a fresh winter’s day, I saw thousands of locks locked, with the keys thrown away. They sealed promises made on sunny days. But now the shiny new locks are rusting away. They stained black inks of undying love, fading to grey.

And I wondered. If Love can be locked up this way, will I still buy a lock and throw the keys away?

The Colors of Winter.

I've had just enough time to...   witness the colors of winter.

Taken in the ground of Shaolin Temple.

Golden fallen leaves.

The brightest color on that

grey winter evening,