Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And sorry I could not travel either of those. Not the one less traveled by. Nor the one most traveled by. Instead, I created my own road. The road to follow my own Dreams. After all, any road is only a road. Until you make something of it. Like Life is full of millions of choices. And yet Life is also what you make of it. Every learning that I gain in my journey. Leaves the Leaves trodden black. And now I reminisce with a sigh of relief. Somewhere ages and ages hence. Down that magical memory lane. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And I, I created my own road. To follow my own dreams. And that's what must've made all the difference. Life goes on! La Vie Continue!
Deodatta V. Shenai-Khatkhate