When I was 12 I read about the Inca trail in a magazine. Somehow I knew one day I would do it.
Life’s a journey and that’s what I and this blog are all about. You will get to know me when you come on some of my journeys.
Any journey starts with a single step and it’s called quite simply “life”
It’s not about what we do with it, but realizing, however trite it sounds that it’s short and the things we may regret are not always the things we said or did but the things we didn’t say or do.
I would like to define myself with my favourite poem.
Yes, its about a journey, but more significantly it’s about life.
“The road not taken” – 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.