Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
Most of you who read this post might
have come across this poem by the famous American poet Robert Frost, either in
your literary studies or even in your day to day life. For those who don’t know the poem, this is an
example for Frost’s use of deceptively simple life incidents to talk about not
so innocent realities of life.
Enough of poetry studies for now!
By the way, aren’t we always faced with the not-so-easy task
of making decisions in our day to day existence? From the simple fact of
selecting a topic to write about in this blog to the things we consider as crucial
like selecting the most suitable professional career, the weight of choice
becomes something that is unshakable. Don’t
go so far. Think how difficult it is
sometimes to select one out of hundreds of food items when you step into a McDonald's
or a KFC. On the top of all is the
nagging sense of regret that, you could have tried a Tower Burger instead of a Big
Boss in your last visit to a KFC!
Let me go back to our A/Ls to talk about
the power of choices. When I was half
way into my A/Ls, I regretted selecting English as a subject because of the
extra effort I had to put on for that subject.
I realised that, I could have done my A/Ls with one third of the effort
I was putting and be successful if I didn’t have selected English. I am sure at least few of you sometimes have
experienced a similar kind of frustration with whatever the subject you have
selected for A/Ls. However, I honestly
believe that, it is that single decision which finally rewarded me with a
wonderful under-graduate life at Kelaniya uni.
I am sure the number of times I sang with batch mates while arranging or
volunteering for certain events in the university pay off all the hard labours
of those years.
I do not intend to be over optimistic by
saying that, all the life choices yield memories that we can cherish. I also have a catalogue of unpleasant memories
resulted by my decisions and choices.
But dear friends,, what really counts is the experience each choice
brings to our life.
The vibrancy of life is its
experiences. Each new day can be a way
to a new experience. The ground rule
here is that, we should not regret the choices we have made in our life. Whatever the outcome of that choice, it surely
rewards you some experience that finally constitute the person whom you are.
If you ask me my dear friends, there are
thousand different ways that we can live our life. If you take a minute now and list out the things
you wish you could have done differently, it would give you tangible proof to
what I am talking about. However, we
should remember that, those choices can be the very things that constituted our
identity as an individual. At the end of the day, what really matters is the
experiences we gained from our choices.
It is true that we have to choose wise but we also have to never regret
our choices in life. So unlike Robert
Frost, never say sorry when you are forced to choose one out of two roads. Be proud for having a choice in your life!
I love this poem about Choices isuru. It reminds of certain choices that I made in life ; good and bad. However, I am a firm believer that our choices are not completely bad or completely good. In a very bad choice, there might be a silver line and vice versa just like the yin and the yang :)
ReplyDeleteI am personally a big believer that life has set you a certain path. So whatever choices you make, it will inevitably lead you down that path. Even if it is a choice to change that path, maybe that was the path laid for you all along. Every choice I believe, whether ones that we love or the ones that we regret has a part to play in the journey of our life.
ReplyDeleteSo don't feel too bad about the bad choices you have made, because life will inevitably show you the path that you are meant to follow.
hmmm.. A set path... Thought so when I was a child. But now I understand that the "path" is determined by the choices made. For eg: My parents and I both believed that I would end up being a great academic . Now that I have chosen a life of community service , it has changed my path.
DeleteMaybe that is your set path all along, who knows how fate works. I just like to think that even in those moments you feel like you're failing and can't get up, life would eventually lead you a way to get up. Makes me feel not so hopeless :)
DeleteProf. Manique read this poem for us I think for our Bash if I remember right. Many of us chose the road less traveled after that. She was like a magnetic field at the time. But now, the times have changed. Life is harder for you all as students. It's harder to figure out what to do because life is measured by the minutes and seconds, not by days and years. Things are far more uncertain and joyless. So I think we have to understand that there are other ways that choices can be seen.
ReplyDeleteSo here is another poem for you all:
Traveler, there is no path.
The path is made by walking.
Traveller, the path is your footsteps
And nothing more.
Traveller, there is no path
The path is made by walking.
By walking you make a path
And turning, you look back
At a way you will never tread again
Traveller, there is no road
Only wakes in the sea.”
― Antonio Machado, Border of a Dream: Selected Poems