In our side of the roof, everyone was talking and joking except for me. I was silently and eagerly listening to their conversations while staring at the sky which was covered by many thousands of shiny stars. Beauty of the heavens was beyond any dispute and my fascination with its elegance and splendour beyond the description. I was never so close to the sky and stars. On top of the roof and lying in bed on my back; I was completely taken over by this majestic view and barely could see anything else. Numerous stars had surrounded me and the magnificent sky was like a dome above the roof. It seemed that the stars were dragging me towards the heavens and it appeared that in a childish way I had somehow perceived the seriousness of the life and had a vague feeling of its mysterious profoundness. Strangely, I felt a kind of loneliness amongst the crowd and sadness filled my heart.