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Cross Roads



The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
 
The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can!
Let them a journey new begin,
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
 
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though we pass them by today,
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run
Towards the Moon or to the Sun
 

The above stanzas are taken from the most famous fantasy book “Lord of the Rings” by J.R.R. Tolkien.

 

I have been desiring to write something about it for some time because I love these stanzas. Many times the sole reason for reading Lord of the Rings has been the thought of them. They are very deep verses and even though they make you feel small, they also inspire you to go on.

 

It makes me recall overwhelmingly about my past life, and I can make out images of people who have been an important part of my life and source of memorable events. It teaches me to never lose hope or give up and to always go on in life to enjoy the smallest things that usually go unnoticed. Things like smiling unexpectedly at others, forgiving others, and forgetting harsh memories. It makes me realize that there is so much more to life than its bitterness and toughness if only we could make peace with our life and its circumstances.  

 

There is also the fact that our paths meet those of others at crossroads and some paths join ours for some time while others go their separate ways leaving us with bittersweet memories.

 

I am yet again standing at a crossroads and while looking back I want to let all of you know that our memories fill my heart with both joy and grief. I don't know what will happen in the future, maybe we all will go on together, or perhaps some of us will find our roads separated but our connection will last forever. Who knows what the next crossroads will bring us?

  
 
 
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