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
One day, the poet Robert Frost, travelling all alone, reaches a point where the road forks into
two. He faces a dilemma as to which road to take to continue his journey. He is unable to
decide which road to follow. He pauses for a long time. He gives a careful thought to which
path he should follow. The he decides to choose that road which seems to be less traveled. He
feels it will make all the difference to his future. He decides to save the other road for another
day, thought he knows that he will never get a chance to go back to it. Later, he wishes that he
had taken the other road.
The poet feels that after ages from now he would be telling about his decision with a sigh. He
would tell how the less frequented road, and that had made all the difference in his life. The
poet presented the difficulty or making a choice in life. We cannot travel all the roads
available to us. We have to make a choice. The dilemma faced by the poet in making his
choice is the dilemma that we all face at some point in your life. We have all have or had to
make a choice. Only the future will reveal weather the choice was right or wrong. But can't
go back to revert our choice. Choices and decisions are like steps that carry us forward. We
can only look back and repent at out choices.