I woke up late. Week off are always an
invitation to sleep more and I take full
advantage of this opportunity. Groggy,
I headed towards the washroom.
I grabbed my toothbrush,squeezed the
paste and tenderly started brushing. The
white toothpaste tasted a little sweet,
almost tempting me to swallow the liquid
forming in my mouth. I know, it's disgusting.
I looked around, trying to distract myself
from the urge and not swallow it. That's
when my eyes caught the sight of it. It lay
quietly, in a corner of the toothbrush holder
where it had been forgotten, when she had
gone. Unmoved, untouched and unattended.
Her blue coloured, abandoned, toothbrush
reminded me of "Us".

- Dumi