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Showers of love, but no love drops in heart. It will always rain love. Everywhere at any place and at any time. Somewhere sometimes in the past you started making my heart green with this purple rain. How can somebody without love love me? How can somebody without feelings feel me? How can somebody without a drop of love in his heart, treasure me in his thine soul? How can you try stealing my heart away and get away from this appalling act without judgment? You rain in.

I could never think of coming to this, writing a love storywriting MY love story, publishing itmaking it public. And yet here I am, scribbling whatever comes to my mind to this page, imprinting on it my heart, a heart which ironically does not belong to me, anymore. Of course there was no one who could understand my feelings, commiserate with the unexpected torrent of emotions. My mother was busy in making me sit quietly as her son had fallen down in his da.