Value of a 5 Rupee Coin?

The days have become so repetitive, the same getting up at 7 in the morning, rushing like usain bolt to catch the local on time, same office, same routine and then getting back and having dinner at the same restaurant everyday has made me sick. To add to that, the troubles of work life, having lost a social circle and career opportunities have become a headache.

                     It was a similar day when after office having all the same repetitive questions in my mind i was returning home from office. Of-course I had a bad day, the typical " Why does it happen to me? When will i be happy? Why everyone is enjoying and i am not?" questions were giving flames to the burning kettle "My Brain", i wish the brain could have a whistle like a cooker to ease out the pressure.

                    I then realized i have to get my pass renewed, so i go there and stand in a long queue of the pass. The railway counter needed a maintenance badly as the plaster from the walls had almost fell down.

While waiting I noticed small kid around 5 yrs fiddling with a small matchstick in between the wall where the plaster had fallen down.

                    It made me really curious as to what he was doing? I got my pass and then stood there to see what was he up to, he was small kid with dirty clothes but an angel like smile. I felt like asking him but then stood there to see further, few minutes later i saw a man coming towards him and scolding him. I wanted to step in but hesitated as i din't knew what was happening. The man even slapped him and snatched few coins from his pocket. The man was then quick enough to move away from there and in the busy city of mumbai no one even noticed this event.

                    However, to my surprise, this kid was laughing. I really couldn't stop myself and went up to him to ask why was he laughing even after being slapped? He told me he will tell me on one condition that i have to help him. I was confused, he asked me if i have a refill of a pen, I agreed and gave it to him. He immediately took the refill and put it in the wall plaster crack between the joint of the bricks. He then pulled out something and came to and showed me what he had.

                  He had a 5 Rupee coin and said "I was trying to get this out, I had kept it hidden from my father, who i know would come to snatch whatever i had earned all the day by begging, now i will have a chocolate with it"

                  That smile on his face said it all, I am troubled because of N number of issues of my life and here this kid who lives in such a miserable condition knows how to smile. I never thought a 5 Rupee Coin could be so precious. I understood that i am in a much much better position than many others who deserve more and yes, it doesn't always happen to me.