Revisiting Robert Frost's 'The Road not taken'

 

We all grew up reading 'The Road Not Taken' by the famous Poet, Robert Frost, though at the time of learning it most of us really never understood the depth of it.

There were two roads in the woods. Both of them looked fair enough but the poet made a decision to chose one over the other. After a lot of thinking, he took the road that appeared to be better....And yes that lead further to the other roads. Mid-way he felt whether he should go back to take the other road.... but...  The unending journey definitely consumed years.

we too make decisions thinking, that perhaps it is the best. The choices though made by us are laid down by life in front of us. We make the choice that we feel is the best for future but the choice is made based on the life situations in hand at the very moment. Yet man is not satisfied... and is still stuck with the ifs and buts.... well at this stage of life when I look back, life is beautiful when we realize that we made it. Its beauty lies in its minute perfections and minute imperfections that make it uniquely different from another life.

The Rainbow festival 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈

The Rainbow Festival Or The festival of Colours 

Yes, The famous Indian festival Holi... is the festival of Colours... I'd like to call it the 'Rainbow festival'

Just like the many festivals celebrated in India, Holi too has cultural, mythological as well as a spiritual Significance. White is considered as the symbol of purity. THE WHITE LIGHT BREAKS UP INTO A SPECTRUM OF WAVELENGTHS OR RATHER PUT IT THIS WAY... IT IS A COMBINATION OF MANY VARIED COLOURS EACH WITH ITS OWN WAVELENGTH AND FREQUENCY..... JUST LIKE THE HUMAN BEINGS, THEIR EMOTIONS, THEIR LIFE SITUATIONS AND RELATIONS.

Holi is yet another indian festival of harvest and colours.  The harvesting in different regions of india occurs at different time phases of year..due to the regionally differing indian climate. Holi marks the end of winter almost completely in North India. Indians joyfully celebrate with colours such that the day appears to be painted with a rainbow of colours.

 Why play with colours? .... The play with colours is a mere significance that has been long lost... the colours signify the different phases and emotions of life and man. Playing and enjoying the colours on Holi  signifies that one must accept, balance and enjoy all the colours of life equally... It has a more spiritual significance which is- balance of life is more important than enjoying the more merrier phases or colours of life. Life is a bundle, a package and a colourful rainbow. Each colour gives significance to the other and each shade does the same, without either, neither of the various colours have any existence or meaning. It symbolises that the one who joyfully accepts and embraces the various moments of life without resisting, is the one who truly lives or exists. it is the victory of happiness and bliss over the evils of sorrow and sadness.

In the olden times more natural colours were used but with advancing age of chemicals and techology man has tended more for artificial means of making not just colours but many more things.

Colours, so many with shades so varied,

To chose just one is a difficult task indeed!

To Colour any of your day,

Be it ordinary or a special day.

I would say,

Chose not just one

But all the shades that glitter under the sun.

Though some may be dark and others sober,

Though each one is different from the other...

yet the balance all together.

Just like a Beautiful RAINBOW 

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The World in and as the Mirror

Today I want to share my poem written about 22 years ago... somehow never put it up in the blog earlier.

I looked into the mirror and smiled at it,

I could see a world with many bright things in it.

The people were so simple and very neat'

All spoke politely and were so sweet.

The evergreen trees were so high,

To reach the clear, bright sky.

Indeed the azure was calm

And the vast oceans beneath were warm.

The leaves shone under the sunlight

And the blossoms added to their delight.

It was a world so pretty and bright, 

Free from all malice and fight.

A bliss none could deny.

I again looked into the mirror and frowned at it.

I could now see a whole new world in it.

The people looked so different.

Their attitude was so distant.

Their sweetness had faded. 

An emptiness had evaded.

Each one looked down upon the other

With ego and dis-honor

Each one complained of the world's ill-manner.

Yet forgot they made the world and its flavor.

Ah! What a pity,

The world was neither bright nor pretty.

It was a world full of lust, pride and jealousy.

A tear rolled down my from my eye.

Now a vague image started to appear

In the same mirror

It was me, only me

I could now clearly see

There was no world,

There were no people

It was only my smile, 

It was only my frown,

That brightened my world and also brought it down.

I laughed at myself

As it was only me in the mirror all the while.

 

 

The line that was longer than mine

hey all, 

It has been a while, that I felt like writing something.. probably lost myself, lost my thoughts... life definitely brings us back to them. 

As a child I grew up hearing... whenever you are sad or upset about something, always draw your troubles as a line and look for someone with a longer line.. or rather more troubles. Life gives us many opportunities to grow, live, care and share.... we all lose... losses are again of different kinds.... 

Yet, we look at the world from only a single perspective of our eyes... just take time to single out and sit in the midst of your family, friends, office, acquaintances or even strangers, your country ... just watch them, try to know them and observe... then just close your eyes and weigh all their troubles against yours.... the world suddenly seems huge but again your world seems to be a tiny speck... draw lines, the length of each line would be based on different issues.... we suddenly realize that the world is and people are reeling from far bigger ,also unknown and unheard troubles.... You might realize that against their lines ,,  yours might be smaller, or may be it is just a dot or you haven't even started drawing.

Yes all of us are in problems, probably because we are looking at them.... but just draw your line of troubles against someone else's line of troubles... I bet each of us would end up with smaller lines.... 

.... The line .....that was longer than mine....