Tired from the work, I opened my Insta.

One by one, happy moments posted by my friends were flashing into my eyes.

The further I scroll down, deeper the red-hot knife of depression penetrates into my heart.

I came to relieve the stress, but now I hit a jackpot of it.

I closed Insta, kept my phone aside, reclined my chair back and slide myself down a bit where my eyes can directly gaze at the ceiling.

Rest all thoughts got silenced in the ocean of my mind, one big question, stands like a wall there - Where did I go wrong?

Our lives were so much similar, same school, same college, same class, so where I lost the way?

Which is this road not taken, I took, leading me to failure.

Two days passed by, opened Insta again, not willingly but habitually.

Peeked into the profile of a beautiful girl, I once knew.

How can I describe, what I saw – more food pictures than any menu, more restaurants than Zomato, more places than MakeMyTrip can offer.

Oh God- this is called Living the life, mine is “existence”.

One of the seven deadly sins – jealousy, was getting the better of me, I wished, I could be her.

In a mere moment, the entire scenario shifted, catching me off guard and leaving me in disbelief.

Series of posts where she shared - her grief, her trauma, her pain about the skin disease she got which ripped the beauty out of her exquisite skin.

A while ago, I wished I could be her but now I empathize with her and that tells me behind every smile on Insta, there lies hidden stories and emotions.

Her life, imparted a priceless lesson, a wisdom I will hold until my last breath.

In life, don’t regret, what you wanted and never had but – Be thankful, of what you never wanted and never had.