Yesterday evening, I was en route home from a bookshop , wending my way through a dimly-lit alley . My house stood silhouetted against the moon a couple of meters or so off where I was . From afar ,I could see the rooftop of my house in the semi-dark night . The moon waned ; clouds were scudding ; chill hung in the air, to the accompaniment of wind , blowing intermittently .

I...