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I envy you, he thought

I envy you…. she thought, as they crossed each other.

Both were around seven, and both longed to be in others shoes

She had a sackful of books on her back, rushing off to yet another class as her nanny tugged her hand

He sat by his balloon seller dad, with some tattered books and broken toys to keep him company

Both envied the other, one for her luxuries and other for his freedom

Both felt the grass was greener on the other side

What they didn’t know was that the greenest of all was the colour of Envy

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11 Replies to “Envy”

  1. Neha, this is the truth. As long as we don’t enter someone’s life, we can’t feel the real situation of that person. Our blog themes are the same at the moment. Surprised!

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