About the Book When rain remembers, so do we. Mumbai, Pune, Goa, Zürich-Raj moves through cities the way memory moves through time. A coin warmed by other hands. A pen that writes half a beat ahead. A diary that will not keep to its century. And a woman in a saffron shawl who arrives to witness. His careful life begins to glitch-metadata naming strangers, reflections answering late, messages stamped only "Noon." Following a thread from a Pune stationer to a Goan sacristy drawer and a bridge where two versions agree to meet, Raj learns destiny isn't a cage but a way of remembering. Choice is a time-bent love story of recognition and return, where numbers balance and stories confess. As trading floors blur into rain-streaked terminals, the question he keeps asking-What am I, if not memory? -starts answering back. If every ending is another beginning, how do you choose when the choice has already chosen you?