PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE
The whole event of twenty years ago seems just like a rain of touch in a golden summer; coming back to me with a lot of slosh like the apex of a winter season. The apotheoses of my life, not too long ago before the beginning of those saga seemed clearer. Although you know the ‘where’ and the supposed to be ‘when’; the ‘why’ part of it all still remains a mystery. Of course it should be, until now at least; because I managed to persuade myself, to encompass it like a bird of prey circling it’s hunt, from the sky, just above a landscape. Both the routes I took, and the emotions I felt happens to remain unerased; instead, it led me into believing that it was an adjustable principle of life; even though the future remains inevitable, the moment it touches the past. Although you’ve all heard a substantious amount of those events, it still remained a mystery you want to understand. The fact that I am convinced you won’t understand any of my explanations, since you failed to understand my silence; would not make me selfish enough to leave out any details.
