Thursday, July 10, 2014

                                                     APOLOGIES TO ROBERT  FROST


Two roads diverged in a green wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller; long I stood
Looking at both

One was much travelled and the other wanted wear
I was wise and took the former
Which took me to my home,  my haven
To finish the  chapattis in  my kitchen

The other one I kept for another day,
For I knew I would come back on a Sunday;
For today it makes a lot of sense; Hence

It makes all the difference.

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