Just A Smile...

I was standing in the train. It has been a hard day. My legs were aching. My clothes were drenched with sweat. I was not in my best state. It's the last week of the month. I didn't even pay my bills. I was awful. I just didn't know what to do. My mind kept thinking of the possible ways in which I could loan money. The train became less crowded now and I got a seat. I looked at my watch. I was late. I told her I would come soon but I was late. She might be upset. But, what can I do? I am just doing this for her. I was nowhere in a position to do something great. What went wrong? My life was perfect. Except for that night. Things would have been different if my dad had been alive. Now, I am struggling my way in order to survive. The train slowed down and I got down. I went through the wet streets, stepping in water, destroying my last pair of shoes. It's about two miles. I couldn't afford a cab. It was completely dark now. All the shops were closing. As I walked through the deserted streets, I had a strange thought. Is it all worth it? I mean what am I doing? Just struggling for my life. Not enjoying. Not even living. Is that it? Will my entire life be like this? I don't know. But I am not very happy with my life. I finally reached my home. It was a small flat with 2 rooms. I pressed the bell. My wife came and opened the door. She grabbed my bag and went inside. She didn't tell anything. I went inside and looked at the cradle. There she was. My little princess. Her eyes were closed. I took her in my arms. Her fingers were so small. She still had the pinkish skin. She was not even big as my arm. But as I held her, I knew that she was my world. In that sleepy state, she let out a small smile. You heard all my problems which I told above, right? Guess what? They were all shattered. She did that. With just a smile...