Nivina sat in the corner sipping on the soft drink. She’d been sipping on it for the past two hours. Not out of choice but by decree of her budget.
Then she saw them. The in-love couple. Why were there always that in-love couple, every place she went.
But as Nivina sipped on her drink, the usual feelings of envy cooled off and was replaced by this new strange feeling. This feeling of being-happy-at-seeing- other-people-happy…
Maybe, all those self-help books did work?