aditto.

We were at our house, on our balcony, sipping the cup of coffee she made. It was about 4:30 am, approximately 20 minutes before the sun rose. "It's been more than two years that we have sat together," I said, in an attempt to strike up a conversation. Sushruti looked at me, and nodded with a smile. I took a sip from my cup, in disappointment and embarrassment and looked at her. She seemed to be lost in the cup of coffee and in the hope of seeing the sunrise. "Since the day we first started dating, you had an obsession with staying up as light at night as possible and you gradually developed your love for the rising sun, something you resorted to as all I did was sleep by then,” I stopped for a second and said, “But since we had our quarrel, I have not been able to sleep.” I said. Letting go of my ego, trying to justify all the wrongs I had committed. She nodded her head and took a sip, with another enchanting slight smile. "It's been two years since we met or had a proper conversation. Even today, I regard our house- I mean this house as our house, case in point. After all this while I am still not completely sure what exactly to say, or how to say," As soon as I completed what I was saying Sushruti looked at me, held my hand with her left hand, smiled a little, and with her right had she pointed at her ears and mouth reminding me that she lost the ability to hear or say anything in an accident about five years ago. I apologized and tried my best to translate in sign language, keeping the emotions intact. I had learnt it for her. When I was done, she smiled at me again, she removed her hand from mine, and pointed towards her engagement ring. I rubbed my hand behind my head realising, looking back at the azure sky. The sun almost rose, we both saw it, at peace with who we were, and sipped on the cup of coffee she had made.