Deny it all you want, but I think it's natural to feel a bit jealous when you see someone doing something, or with something you could've had if not for a certain misguided decision you made in the past. But be careful how you desire; the feeling should be an incentive to do better. 'Olof Njie neh: buggay, su tahay nga xarr sa dayna, nyaw ko dina la jaahal.' (If greed causes you to cleave your chest, you will be sorry when you need to sew it up again).
Too much jealousy, especially one without reason will lead to hatred, and that's unfortunately the case round here. We tend to forget about our own blessings the moment we see someone else shining in his chosen area. But why the hell should the moon be jealous of the stars? Can't you be admiring of someone else's and still value what you own?
When you see a competent doctor doing his thing, you will wish you had opted for the medical profession. You take your ride to the mechanic, and in a few moments the car is fixed with an accompanying bill equivalent to your salary, you just want to be an artisan yourself. When you have the privilege of the company of a decorated serviceman, you just want to serve. So the prestige is not in what you do, but how prestigious you make it; just display dexterity and rest assured that glory will come naturally.
Olof Njie neh buggay du mutt, ngorr mutt (you cannot be too desirous and too honest), and that's what this decadent world is doing to people. It promotes glory hunting and profitability over intelligent conduct, creating people who hate a thing only when it isn't theirs, or when they can't have it; people who think everyone else is so easy to make a fool of, and so anyone can go about trying to gain at everyone else's expense, and seeking to be owed a great debt of gratitude after that. How cute!
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