Just returned from back to back Ranthambhore and Sariska corporte offsites. With winter setting in the forest looked different and safaris were an endurance challenge. While travelling on the dirt tracks of the tiger reserve I looked back thought of how things change and it reminded of the poem The Road Less Traveled by Robert Frost.. 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.... 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
Posted on: Sun, 24 Nov 2013 03:20:53 +0000