When Vision Weds Music

 One gloomy Sunday evening with clouds likely to pour, a well dressed man in his early 20s looks visually impaired waiting to cross the road with his stick thumping the ground and accidentally it brushed an anklet . "May I help you?" one of the cutest voice concerned. "Will you take me to that opposite bus stop" she read his lips. Her anklet sound lead his way to bus stop. They sat there and got introduced to each other." "Heavy gonna pour it seems" he said after hearing to the loud thunders . "Oh , is it so? " she replied . "yeah, didn't you hear the loud thunders" . "No I can't hear but I understand only by reading your lips" she smirked. "Guess your forte is similar to mine" he expressed a wounded smile. "No I was able to hear till 7. What about you?" she enquired . "I was gifted with this since my birth. Can you tell me how the rain actually looks like?" he smiled. She felt bad for him and to make his wish happen she started describing the rain, "it becomes dark and starts with a silvery drizzle and the moment it touches the ground it shatters like a mirror ...." . As she explained, it began to rain. Both in hurry and excitement, she held his hands with hers and started beating the drizzles off the air. He started feeling the warmth and coldness at the same time. He now held her hand and felt a hint of a ring in her finger and enquired about it. "I got engaged last week "she lied with a naughty smile. His face turned pale and when taking his hands off, he pulled out her ring with a stint of jealousy. She was actually enjoying his act. "What was the sound", he asked. "My engagement fell apart" she said in a low voice. He began to search for the ring as if he was really trying to find it. She gazed at him with a love filled eyes. "I love you" a female voice whispered. She found her love in a lost ring . His invisible love sung the loudest hymn of her life. Yeah! That's what happens 'when the vision weds love'