Saturday, 3 February 2007


arriving here once again, at a different place at a different time. but it's the same crossroad. all the signs pointing at something or other. but standing there, one can feel so lost. which way shall i take this time? do i go by my gut feelings? do i go by other ppl's advice of good intentions?

finding myself at the crossroad once again, that same sinking feeling in the pits of my stomach. yet, there is also a slight sense of exhilaration for the unknown, for all the possibilities out there. the adventurous self in me awakens.

standing at the crossroad, dare i go on?


Biow said...

this reminds me of Robert Frost: The Road Not Taken
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.

stargal said...

haha, yeah biow. now that u've mentioned, it reminds me of that too! hmm... so should i be like robert frost and take the one less traveled then?

Anonymous said...

same here... kill me aje laaaa