1 Prologue

That day it was raining out of the blue even though it was not the season of monsoon. At first for me it was just a non-seasonal sudden rain yet later it became the most magical and memorable rain in my life because it was when I met you for the first time in an empty corridor where the time seemed to be stopped along with our surrounding as if some kind of magic spell was cast around to freeze that moment only between us yet the rain was pouring according to its own will where the tiny rain droplets were the only witness of our first encounter and their soothing sound of pouring became the background music of that sudden yet predestined encounter of two strangers.

On the same day, someone said, "non-seasonal rains are meant to bring the long lost destined lovers to meet one another and also to pull them closer by tightening up the knots of their invisible red thread more that were connecting them together forever."

When I was standing on the peak of the mountain called The Topper and was also admired by everyone but still used to be so lonely on there alone, I saw a shadow of someone who was gradually getting closer to the base of that mountain. At first, it seemed like a strong earthquake that was slowly approaching the mountain and would shake down my whole world but when I tried to take a glimpse of that shadow by getting a little bit closer to it all I could see was just a noner but a pretty face.

Are you really a noner or someone supreme to me??? Why can't I see through you??? Who really are you???

You appear to be a prince charming of some fairy tale but why your behaviour indicates a magician who casts spells to hide himself under a mask of someone else whom you are really not???

I can't understand, what should I call you or identify you as mysterious like the depth of the ocean or enchanting like the beautiful view of the ocean from its shore???

Why do you make me feel the warmth like the first ray of the sun even though we are so far away from one another??? Why do you make me feel like the soothing cold air wrapping around me that I don't want to let get off me ever???

Why do you always pull me towards you like a magnet where we are like the fire and the air??? There are always two possible outcomes when the air and the fire come together, the first one is that the air can help the fire to widen up higher and the second one is that the air can blow off the fire completely from its root. In our case, the second one will be the more appropriate one to describe us because our closeness will only bring doom to one of us.

Who are you to me- A rival or a partner??? An enemy or a friend??? A lover or a hater???

What is this feeling hidden in the depth down of my heart that I want to run away from or want to keep it buried in there forever but at the end, again and again, I give into this feeling and lose myself in its fantasies??? What is this??? Is this love or hate??? Is this fear or peace??? Is this want or need??? Is this the endless darkness or shoreless light???

You came to my life without my permission and began to live in my heart without even letting me know. So, will you even bother to take my permission before you leave me forever and break my heart into several pieces that can never be put together???

People say that everything is fair in love and war but what do we have in between us??? Are we in a war with one another where one of us has to lose and another has to win??? Or, are we in love where both of us have to lose our hearts to one another but win the souls of each other at the end by ending up being one soul but two bodies???

If this is love, then this feeling of four letters is something which is full of adventures, twists and turns with so many faces like the monsoon.

Why this love feels like monsoon??? Sometimes so warm and comfortable like the bright sun in the sunny day of monsoon, sometimes it's so fuzzy and unclear like the gloomy and cloudy sky before heavy rainfall, and sometimes it's like the cold soothing wind that embraces us once and doesn't want to leave us until we feel comfortable and chill, and like the wind when it leaves us from its embrace we crave more and more to have a slight touch of it, and sometimes it's like the control less strongly blowing wind that destroys everything in a blink without even letting us be prepared for the outcome.

Is your love towards me true or just a facade of you??? Have you ever loved me, or is it just a put up of you to annihilate me like the silence that the environment goes through before a heavy storm appears and ruins down everything???

We met in the rain yet it was not the monsoon but why our love feels as if we are in monsoon. What will it be like to have love in the monsoon that can sometimes be sunny, fuzzy and windy??? Will the love of us in monsoon can last forever or will the story of our love in monsoon end before even it starts???