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Not many take the road less travelled....

I have many times experienced that there are certain works which simply crop up in my soul and mind when I don't even try remembering them. But I must say the timing is always impeccable. It’s like there is some force which figures out my need and just digs it out from my memory and plants in my heart to give me the will to carry on. In my personal life, I have most of the times been one of those people who would rebel without a cause or would plunge into something without thinking just because the heart says “go on.” Can't say that it is a very successful strategy or has always given me the desired results but yes it has given me n number of chances to take the road less travelled. Finding something you know does not provide the same thrill but then these “digressions” always come with a caution tag. There is a liberating feeling and you do get to understand yourself better. No company can beat your own. No decision can beat your own. No love can beat your own. So take the road less travelled and perhaps you will find yourself. This poem by Robert Frost just sums up the feeling. There is no room for regrets though.
The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day! 
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

Robert Frost


Let me know how you feel......

Ma

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