It was midday in the beginning of February. Light snow flurries fluttered in the dim winter sun. Businessmen and women walked briskly to coffee shops and cafés to warm their empty stomachs, cautions of the wet, snow-covered sidewalk. Skyscrapers and apartment complexes towered over the bustling crowds and the heavy bumper-to-bumper traffic. Impatient taxi drivers cursed and honked away at the careful drivers. Every so often, the ground under my feet rocked with the passing of the under ground city train.
While walking through the New York City, the scene of a bustling workday and the towering steel skyscrapers transformed into a scene of jubilant children playing with miniature dragons ...view middle of the document...
"Word is going around that the population of Indians will be next."
"I disagree, the Chinese will be the next up and coming race. In the last several decades, China was secluded from the world, but now China is an industrial powerhouse: advancing in western medical science, producing alternative energy, and manufacturing goods for other countries. The Chinese are intelligent and innovative, and I am certain that they will become the next up and coming race," replied Sir Chin.
We discussed and ate until our hearts and stomachs were contempt. When the bill arrived, two fortune cookies accompanied the bill. We cracked open the fortune cookies and read our fortunes. Sir Chin ate his cookie, but I didn't.
With bits of the cookie in his mouth, Sir Chin said, "Reading your fortune, but not eating the fortune cookie is bad luck."
"I don't believe in bad luck. Besides, I am stuffed."
Sir Chin said he would pay for the bill, so I stepped out of the restaurant to wait for him. While waiting outside of the restaurant for Sir Chin, I gazed deeply into the jade green eyes of the golden dragon perched on the doorframe of the restaurant. Its eyes seemed to glint back at me in the dim winter sunlight. Out of thin air, a rush of cold air and snow suddenly cascaded toward me. The freezing winds and thick snowfall from the freak blizzard engulfed me in a vortex. I shielded my closed eyes and face with my hands and dug my feet into the ground to protect myself from the high velocity winds and lashing snow. The powerful vortex lifted me off my feet and spun me around. The whistling winds tapered off as I was brought down to the ground on to a soft cushioned surface.
I removed my hands from my face and opened my eyes to a lush green field with patches of colorful spring flowers. Butterflies and bees danced around me traveling from flower to flower to gather nectar to drink. Tall green trees bore fresh fruit and housed families of birds. Flocks of birds flew together under the clear blue sky. Young foxes and rabbits cheerfully played together under the strong yellow sun, unaware of my presence. There were no remnants of the winter weather, bustling traffic, and towering skyscrapers of the city that I once dwelled in. In the distance, I heard the sound of rushing water. As I walked towards the flowing water, faint sounds of human chatter reached my ear.
When I reached the edge of the crystal clear water, I followed the flow of the river down the hill and into a small village consisting of small grass huts surrounding a golden dragon statue with jade green eyes. Large headed creatures with small eyes and ears looked at me with intellectual curiosity and seemed to read my thoughts and feelings with their eyes. These human like creatures dressed in plain pale colored robes appeared to be descendants of the Chinese population. They had two arms and legs, like that of people in the year 2000. However the size of their head was the dominant feature of their body. They...