I was feeling all sentimental for the past two days as the death of someone with profound knowledge was announced. It triggers my memories; remembering someone so dear to my heart. Time seals the wound but not memories. I thought I was someone so emotionally strong that nothing hurts me. But the truth is, I am not. I am someone who are so torn apart that a hard shell has concealed my fragile self. Perhaps, I am an old woman in a young body experiencing life all over again.