The grass is greener on the other side

'The grass is greener on the other side',this adage has many moving from one spot to the next. Is it really greener on the other side? Perhaps it is! Maybe it really is. It is true for many that the things that oft catch the eyes' attention,that allure the heart, are found on the other side. Sometimes,so close to us,but not really ours for the keeping. It seems like everything good,fascinating is always helmed in somebody else's custody,in somebody's territory, or vicinity.
For some,the desire to be where they are not, is driven by the thought that they would make it in life if they just had a chance to be anywhere other than 'right here'.
An acquaintance of mine once motioned "have you noticed how single guys always see happy couples moving around,and couples see happy singles in their freedom roaming the lanes?" So is it a mirage that the grass is greener on the other side? Well yes and no. In reality ,what appears good from afar may not always be so upclose. We oft admire people,places,situations from our perspective. It's  so easy to begrudge our lives,to augment our toils,the yoke that weighs us down. If only 'I' could be given the next person's chance,advantage,then life would be a whole lot better,we are lured to think. And as is the case sometimes,one is tempted to delve into a dirge. As if in voice of reason ,a cohort of mine spoke. Words of untamed wisdom seemed to pour forth from his mouth ,not a usual thing coming from him,but hey,don't we all have that rare moment :) . "If we ,others inclusive, were to come together and lay each ones burden on the table, you would quickly rush over to yours and call it your blessing" . Awestruck,I dared not not continue in my pity party.
So the grass may be rightly better on the other side. But remember that nothing good comes without effort,weeds are an exception. For they bloom when and where so ever they desire. You needn't nature them,they got that covered. A crop of grain will never in a million years somehow grow in a fallow land,unworked ground,but hay will,mildew too. When you see a field so green, don't fret on your lack of luck,rather appraise the work of another ,well done.
Perhaps it's time you took your working boots and a shovel ,till the land and grow your roots right beneath your feet. Peradeventure,there lies your pot of gold.
Make your spot the best place to be. It may not be as green,perhaps not even grass,but whatever it is,make it worth your joy,a smile at the end of the day.