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Changes and Choices are like bread and butter. Go hand in hand always. There is a big change happening. So what you do? Other than wishing for bucketful of ice creams and good TV?
You make choices. I say, that's quite a boring task. But not one you can escape very easily. Even if we escape ( and we do that often) changes and choices have a habit of catching up. And then they whisper in your ears pakkad liya (caught you).

I am highly uncomfortable to changes, however good or bad they might be. I know I know, one has to put up a brave face and deal with the cards, dealt by fate and blah blah. I may not read self motivation books, but I get the message.

Two literary masterpieces define this dilemma of changes and choices like etchings on granite. Sadly both were written centuries ago

First one is that poem Robert Frost wrote. 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.

I mean, what do you got to eat to write such a masterpiece? Then again, when changes come, the road in front of you branches out in twos or threes, you got to deal with it. Unfair I say, why can't people just make straight roads. Did they all flunk their geometry lessons at school? Also, if you take the road less traveled by, how can you be sure that it has no haunted ghosts running loose. Oh its so crazy I tell you.

Another literary masterpiece comes from Sage Ved Vyas, who told the story of Mahabharata which incorporates the Holy Hindu text of Bhagvad Gita. All those characters are facing changes in their lives and have to make decisions like instant coffee is made. Take Arjun's dilemma when he faces the fact that he has to war his own grandfather. Or when Duryodhan and Arjun have to pick one; Krishna's army or Krishna himself.

Its all confusing and tough to deal with. But these two benchmark masterpieces remind you of people who made the hard choices and now are all dead.




Comments

shaista dhanda said…
Change is the law if nature.it is a fact which will never change. We have to bring a change in ourselves to accept the reality which is very difficult
shaista dhanda said…
Change is the law if nature.it is a fact which will never change. We have to bring a change in ourselves to accept the reality which is very difficult

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