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.
By Robert Frost.
Ponder and keep ponder.And it is the time for me to make a last choice.A decision that could make all difference.Whatever happen in the future,i know i cant regret upon it.And i promised i wont.Because the choice is made by me.I had the full responsible upon it,No one could know me better than myself.
Its all about what you want to be.Who you want to be,Where you want to be.
The future is depends on what we do in present'' Mahatma Ghandi