Jealousy, who is immune to it?

That feeling of want towards that of others; who has not felt it? That burning sensation telling you "it should be mine!"; we've all felt it at some point or another.

I cannot deny that I am happy with what I have. And as much as you might claim that you would snub the same opportunity should it befell your feet, I will simply tell you it is pointless; it didn't, and will not. At least not in this near future. However, that shall remain in my pungent thoughts as it matters not. What I have achieved is a reflection of what I have done. How you react, is a reflection of your character.

In the end, I will still be me.

The heart behind it

What of those who fill church at mass?
The ones who have wronged and seek forgiveness.
The ones who disgruntledly go because mum says so.
The ones who go because it has been so every Sunday of their lives.
The one who sits at the back so that leaving will be easier.
The ones who post selfies (and don't forget to #hashtag)
Those who go to be together
Those who go to get that moment alone
Those who go because the neighbours will whisper if they don't
Those who go because it's nearby




They are all there, in that one place.
The question is, is it our place to judge the heart behind those bodies that are present?