Different Path

I'm sure most of us remember this.

Lucky for us in Malaysia, it's compulsory to learn this poem. At least, my batch did.

So the other day, my Professor shared this in class. 

Got to say, he was impressed by the fact that we learnt this during high school. 

(Last week it was Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde; guess who's the pro in the class)

Anak kesayangan lecturer gitteww..

You how we are constantly learning. Constantly changing?

That in a few years time, when you re-read the books that you've got suddenly everything is clearer to you or you even have a different perspective. Ya know?

[Tried reading my earlier blog post, I'm much matured now. LOL In the short span of a few months, nonetheless. I shuddered to think what I wrote in my high school journal which by the way is in the possession of Teacher Iza until recently] *face palm*

What I'm trying to say is that after all these years, listening back to this poem.

Something hit me.

This is a very deep poem and we really really can learn a lot from it.

And to think that I take this poem for granted all this time. 

Sigh.

Memang. 

Zaman belajar hafal values la apa lah, but I doubt we really learn with our heart. 

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by.

And that has made all the difference. 

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