Sunday, February 24, 2008

Radar introspects

"Where did it begin, where does it end?"

Running through the labyrinths of my mind, my thoughts hint that they are in a terminal condition and a speed breaker could answer their desires. Wait, stop, break, chill are words seem vague. Life is racing me through. Sometimes the momentum seems intriguing but at times confusing. As I hurried back from college one day thinking about the future, I overheard a tree on the grounds saying the following lines:

"Nature blooms in all its glory
But humans always have to scurry."

I noticed then that its majestic branches had been slashed a few months back to create 'space'. But transitory alleviation of its excrutiating pain was done by a pair of freshly grown green leaves.

"Its time to stop and introspect,
What do I do to avoid regret?"

At this point Robert Frost's introspection calms me...
"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."