Sometimes I wondered what our true purpose in this life is. Lately, I have been thinking the same thing over and over again. The truth is I already knew the answer. But when I think back about my action, behaviour and attitude, it clearly shows that I still got a long way to go to achieve that purpose.

I have made a promise to myself and have chosen that “road”. No matter what people said or think of me, I am not going to back down and take back my word. I know lots of people have tried taking the same road as me, but many failed.

I know in today’s world, most people would say it is impossible to do. Trust me, it’s not easy. But deep down I know what I am doing is right and that’s all that matter. What God think of me is far more important than what people think of me.

I don’t know how long I can hold onto that promise, but I intend to keep it till’ that “day” finally come. ;) . So I dedicate this poem to myself. LOL. It’s one of my favourite.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

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 travelled by,
And that has made all the difference