CROSSROADS

The road gets divided into two. One leads me to a life I am most familiar with. It is the kind of life where I will have no worries, no stress. The other road leads me to a life I have always wanted for myself. This is the road that leads me to independence in all aspects of life. I don't  know if its the right choice but what I do know is that I would hate to give up once I choose this particular kind of life for myself. To give up and accept failure is not on the list. As a matter of fact, I have already chosen this road for myself. There are hurdles at every step. Nothing seems to go right at the moment. Every little hurdle reminds me of the road I did not follow. Every time I stumble, I am tempted to turn back and take the other road. It is easy to decide what is right and what is wrong when you are the spectator, but much harder when you have to decide for yourself.