Shot in the city of Rangpur, Bangladesh.
The boy I met in the street had a plunging neckline. He came to just in front of me and looked at me with appraising sweep of the eyes. Of course, he was not an acquaintance. This was the first time I met him. However, he took a tough stand and developed a hail-fellow-well-met attitude to me.
When I focused on him, he showed me his wry smile. The shooting made him happy a little. And I could meet his requirements.