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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.
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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.
This ofcourse is the nostalgic poem from the maestro Robert Frost, it is but a splendid poetic rendition of the big difference a small choice, a seemingly small decision might have on the future during the course of our life. How many of us have not wondered innumerable times (though not as eloquently as Frost does in his poem) about the probable difference the other road err.., the other choice would have made in our life. The case in discussion here however, is our udaan from our motherland to this far away continent, better expressed in our vernacular term 'saat samunder paar', it just paints a picture of the difference our choice, our decision has made in choosing to travel to an alien land, a pardes from our motherland !
It's different there in India, some striking dissimilarites ! It is not a question of what is good or what is bad, it is just to ask yourself, what do u prefer ? the choice is your's ! In choosing just see what u are losing and what is it that u are gaining,,,,,
the choice is your's.....
comfort in lying your head on a king size pillow or placing your head on grand mother's lap
relief in sleeping on a spring mattress or in sleeping on the roof tops counting the stars and chatting with the chaand
the luxury of the A/C or the cool breeze of the summer evenings
the taste of a thai restaurant or the homemade delicacies of dear mom
the enjoyment of a tropicana orange juice or the gunna ras of the road side
the glee of driving the volkswagon or the first ride on u'r new Bajaj or LML
joy of leaving a message on the answering machine or the long talks leaning on the compound walls !
togetherness of having the child to stand in the front of u'r scooter or leaving him behind tied up in the car seat
a festival of raksha bandhan or the formal union on mother and father's days
a gathering at a family function or the dinner together at the thanksgiving day
listening to the rock music on the CD or the aap ki farmayesh on the radio
the delight of the fresh watermelons and tasty mangoes or the canned and tinned mixed fruits
postponing things to fit in next months budget or to look for sales to save a few dollars
the serenity in M.S Subbalaksmi's melodies or the thump in Will Smith's hip-hop
the sight of traditional sarees on a festival evening or the skimpy dresses on new years eve
the pride of your child's first rank or the company's new product release
planning the marriage of u'r sister or the efficiency of stock management
calling 911 to tackle an issue or the thinking it over together with the family and friends
exchange of dishes with the neighbours or not knowing even the name or face of the one next door
looking for one to match with u'r interests in marriage or for one to match with u'r profession
the bugging corruption or the unavoidable essential paper formalities
waiting for doctor's appointment or the immediate remedies (chitka's) of grannies
the holiday as aliens at hawaii beach or one amongst our own people at ooty/mussoorie hills
the tension of a curfew or the deadline of the friday evening
a second show with family friends or waiting for long weekend to visit friends
the pastry or the chana batani
the pizza or the paratha
the burger or the samosa
the pepsi or the lassi
the choice is your's
One way we head towards better living, the luxurious living but are we not heading away from something very intimate, something very personal, something that binds hearts together, the love that matters the most, the love and the company of dear ones can never be compared to the luxurious we can get with the money we work so hard to accumulate, the time spent with loved ones cannot be bargained for anything in the world. Let our life styles our professions not take us away from our dear ones away from ourselves ,,,,,,
jahan paav may paayal,
haath may kangan
ho dil may pyaar ki dhadkan,
does it happpens only in India ??
So when u come from that land of love, India, be a gesture of that love and affection, that sentiment and emotion, in this form carry the wealth of India and when u go back take the technology, the discipline from here but not the fragility of relationships, the lee jeans, the trend of choclates and pizza's, reebok shoes and rayban glasses..
Preserve the wealth of Bharat, it's traditions, customs and it's values, and let us expand its horizons in friendliness, intimacy and affection whereever we are becos, Saare Jahan Se Acchaa Hindustan Hamara...
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