Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Life’s a journey. You make plans for it, but you end up believing in destiny. You try being prudent, but you realise that sometimes, the only thing that wins is a whim. A spontaneous heartbeat, which takes you by surprise. It opens the doors to adventures unseen, risks taken despite and in spite of all, dangers not foreseen, difficult choices opted for (because, well, there was no other alternative) when all the doors were closed. It makes you want to swim in untested waters, quite literally. It makes you thank Godsends, and makes you want to hit-and-run-for-your-dear-life. It makes you realise that we’re humans at the end of the day, and that an emotion brimming with intensity is bound to see the daylight even if it’s dark everywhere.
Gathering the dust, storm, sand, and memories, we sail through together aboard many a precarious manifestations of Mother Nature. So it inevitably makes us realise how blessed we are to see every inanimate thing come alive in all its forms and variations. And then we want to flaunt every scar that reminds us of that sojourn. We don’t do that everyday, do we?
There is something very transformative about living on the edge, living hand-to-mouth, and of course fighting for life. They teach us survival. But then, when it proves worthwhile in the end, we’re only to happy to have lived through the quick heartbeats and through the countdown ‘near death’. As I believe, there’s a thin line between bravery and stupidity. But there’s a middle path. It doesn’t guarantee success or failure, but it definitely teaches us how to hope against hope. Also, it teaches that we might belong to a lot of people in this world, but at the end of the day, we are all individuals. And we have to take the bull by the horns, and take the reins in our hands. And of course, take whatever comes our way in our stride. Individual decisions. Unending journeys. Unforeseen repercussions. Scarier-than-ghosts fellow humans. One might ask if it’s all really worth living. Well, it’s always better to be safe than sorry, but nothing beats the mystery and thrill that is characteristic of the road not taken. In every sense.