As the weekend marches, deep down something crushes me inside although I enjoy my company but when I see other having fun it somehow stabs me from behind.
No, I don't want to compare it only makes me more of a fool, as the weekend marches everybody seeks for themselves Just to have one more sip of enjoyment!
Not to compare but everyone seeks for some refreshment during the weekend. Our mind is forced to look upon weekend as a blessed 2 days. I wish everyday I could feel the blessing of being alive and breath.