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Jealoussss...

As far as I can remember, I have been jealous on two occasions in my life. Once, when my sister was born; she was more beautiful than any doll, with the fairest skin and honey-coloured microscopically thin silky hair. Everybody adored her and I, being a five-year-old, went and complained to my uncle that everybody loved her and cuddled her and all had forgotten me. He said a golden sentence, "You too love her like everybody else." That was a lesson I have remembered all my life and when I feel she is getting more attention than me, I too bestow my attention to her and go to cuddle her. From then on, I never felt neglected.
Another incident happened one day in high school when I sat watching a girl of my class dance. She was so graceful that it looked like she was born to dance. I felt I could never dance like her. It was a fleeting moment of jealousy seeing everybody admiring her. Then suddenly I remembered my uncle's words. I stopped the onslaught of jealousy and joined her admirers, enjoying her dance. From then on, we have been the best of friends and I have never been jealous of anybody else.
Even now, whenever such a moment occurs, those words have stopped me from being jealous.

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  1. VenkateshSeptember 11, 2011 at 11:47 AM

    Thats a nice saying by ur uncle. This helps anyone to get rid of the "Jealous" feeling.

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  2. Sneha BhosaleSeptember 14, 2011 at 10:51 AM

    Jealous huh: i feel is the thurst for love n attention ..though it leads to obsession..which is not a good thing..!n when the "I" factor comes into the picture...good thoughts erode off..!!soo lets be "WE",lets be"US",lets be"U"

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