I still remember that day as it was the most important moment of my life. It was a bright winter morning when I was sitting at my study table reading a novel sipping a cup of hot roasted coffee. (The study table was beside a large open window overlooking the lawn and to the left of the table was a big bed with white bed sheet and pillow covers. The shelves behind the study table were all full with variety of books. On the table was a laptop and pen stand. Just above the bed on the wall is a clock showing it was 9 am in the morning.)