There was bang on Sanskaar's head, as the alarm clock fell on his head, and he woke up with a jerk. He sighed, looking at the clock, which don't know how fell on his head and distrubed his dreamyland, maybe it fell due to the wind, as window was opened. He yawned and rubbed his head, with his hand to sooth the pain. He looked beside him, and smiled seeing his seven year old son who was sleeping peacefully with a smile on his face, just like his mother. The brightest. The serene. Smile of Her.