At cross roads
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,
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.
(by Robert Frost : from the poem-The road not taken)
life takes quick turns at unimaginable times and phases. It brings surprises or happiness in disguise of unexpected outcomes. As an ever ending saga of learning, the value of relationships also move far deeper in course of time. no matter how far you are, but it matters who you are a person?
It is an open secret that every body expects a lot from whom ever they interact daily. But it is difficult to identify the real requirement from each one, so we disappoint many. Now I realise that choosing the path ahead of life is really a hard task. Melting self identities in front of some one is often become a sacrifice to many hidden emotions that are attached from the core of the heart.
when the emotions bleed out as tears, the inner grief can't be controlled, it spills all sides of personal life..
Dont know to laugh or cry,
dont know its wise or foolish
but only know one thing
the inner self says whatever you seems right
just do and go ahead