July 12, 2012 – The world is too small? or Is it?

The Road Not Taken , by Robert Frost 1874–1963, remains my philosophy of life.

I have not pursued this consciously, hence I would take the blocks on the Road Not Taken in to my stride every time. I could have converted this pleasure into success, too, if I would have been more painstaking enough to plan the course the moment I was on a Rad Not Taken.

This not a regret, just a candid introspection, of my first innings………

Here is the poem and couple of interesting related video clips:

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.

Courtesy: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173536#poem

Robert Frost reads The Road Not Taken

Kevin Murphy, Professor of English at Ithaca College, examines the discrepancy between Robert Frost’s popularity during his lifetime and the darker implications of his poetry, as exemplified by one of his most cherished poems. Filmed in 1992.