One man's trash is an other man's treasure

Went to Darya Ganj market last Sunday, with my friends, while walking down the street, saw these people. And I don't know, felt so much grateful for whatever life I'm having.

I was feeling miserable on my life some moments ago, when I clicked these pictures. And after seeing these people I realised, how small and futile my problems are in front of lives of these people.

Grateful for whatever I'm having. Please Upvote if you think the same. Also, do share your stories and opinions about this in comments