Real Happiness?

On One eve of winter, I was on the way back to my hostel on the way,

 the van got punctured and there we stopped for

half an hour.I guess I don't know the exact time.

 There at ten feet distance,

 I saw a tea stall I went there to get some hot tea everything was

cold but the warmth from tea stall was coming to me and it was so comforting and I 

smiled looking on the stall. The stall guy l

looked at me and asked: " sir why are you smiling?"

I looked  at once towards him and said "nothing its inside joke"

I asked him to give me a cup of tea and while standing in his stall I asked

 what do you mean by happy life?

 He said, sir, I don't know much but when I go home at 12 at night and 

count my earnings if they are above my estimate I smile and my whole body gets relaxed

 I guess this is happiness. Then after a while, he said when I save money sometimes

and buy a gift for my wife when I give her the smile I see on her face is happiness.

 When I go home we discuss the whole day and it removes me all tiredness

 I guess this is happiness.

Saying it he offered me a cup of tea I took and paid money for it.

 I Said thank you  and started looking on the way with thousands of thoughts

 in my mind

I looked at him and was amazed how much happy

 he is from his simple life. I never worked anywhere I just get money from my parents

 but am I happy with my life?

 I curse the bad, ignoring my good. And that has overwhelmed me so much that

I never thanked God for the things He has given me.

 I just complain to him all the time for the things that happened or those that I'm afraid of.

 For a while, I considered my self the most ungrateful guy on earth.

 At the same time, the van driver blew the horn. I left while looking at that guy. 

I still could see the smile on his face.

I whispered to myself this is what Real Happiness is...