AM I ENVY?

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How do we differentiate between inspiration and envy?

Every human is flawed. A mix of the good and the bad.

Whereas, it is so easy to deface the shoddy but it becomes slightly arduous to tarnish the decent. But, when some one tries hard to blemish the good, only two conclusions can be drawn out of it – one, either the one who is involved in the wrongdoing is unable to accept the goodness of the person whose image is being besmirched or, second, this individual is unable to achieve the heights of the success of the other empowered person.

In both the above conjectures, the former is suffering through the most frightful mental status; envy or jealousy.

The individual believes it is okay to be envious and keeps on spreading the bad rumors of any human he or she is jealous of. He is unaware of his personal mental state. Actually, inside the mind, the person is going through an internal comparison of himself and another person.

B.C. Forbes has quoted jealousy as a mental cancer. And he is very much accurate in stating this because this disease of jealousy would spread indefinitely affecting the mental health of a person. It would snatch away the peace and tranquility of one’s mind. He, who is unable to realize it at the right moment, would repent all life doubting oneself by measuring self with others. The mortal forgets to count his own blessings, but gets busy in calculating others.

Instead.

One should accept others victory. To learn and get inspired from it. To follow the path of the righteousness and be successful.

The feeling of jealousy can be appropriately replaced with some dominant feeling of self-love and self-admiration, ‘what if I am unable to achieve this as him or her, it does not mean I am not good and efficient enough. I can excel in something at which I am best.’

Every individual is blessed with a unique potential. The requirement is to search this distinctive ability hidden within self and hone the skills to prepare the ladder of success and live them. We need to know, what is fit for us- the passion and the prospectives, rather than analyzing the non-existent aptitude of ourselves.

 

                                                                                             

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