The three urchin girls looked damn happy. A woman with burn scars around her mouth and face spoke to them. As I took the camera out, one of them requested for a pic. I denied; they were sure to ask for money. As they left, their cheerfulness left an impression on me, and I asked them to pose. Pose they did, gleefully.
One can be happy anywhere, or nowhere. Can’t say what it depends on. But home is certainly a place one can train onself to be happy.