This story deals with my emotional journey in Singapore. Since the time I moved to SG 3 years back in 2016, I have had numerous encounters good and bad and I will try to list them over here, as accurately as I can. This story is honest and solely my emotions. It doesn't deal with any social or academic experience. Thus, proceed further only when you're in a tender mood for best experience. As the title suggests, its about the nights when I used to be alone, drowned neck deep in thoughts about people, friends, situations, surrounding and wondered how it could've been different. Its about those nights when I used to sit under the sky and think about where did I go wrong? So gear up, and lets get started.