This night, this moonlight never again. Come, hark the cry of my heart. I am drenched in melancholy and nostalgia. Memories running down to the distant days. I’m lost…. Lost in remembrance of things gone by … of things gone unsaid… Lost in the winter of 2003… the 10th half street by the co-operative store… the silver rays of the moon falling through the leafless trees… the late night walks… of imagining things in future.. How would it be…? Just realized ten years since have passed. Wished, time could pass a bit slowly.