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
11 Replies to “Envy”
I really loved this! When you cannot appreciate what you have you will never have what you want!
This is just so beautiful.. & powerful!
Thank you 🙂 Happy that you liked it
Spell bound by your post , magical words – different take on envy Thanks for joining on #ClickandBlogAstory Linky
Thank you 🙂 (“blush” “blush”) Super happy with the compliments
Wow, you have summed it up in such a realistic way, that I can almost relate to it!
Thanks for reading 🙂
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!
Yay! I thought the same thing when I visited your blog 🙂 it somehow makes for a common bond don’t you think?
Yes of course the bond through which I found you on Web😊
Grass is always green on the other side!
Truly unless we start appreciating what we possess, envy will keep clinging on us. Nice Neha 🙂