“Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.
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.”
Every time I write something here, 100 people want to read it as soon as they can. One Hundred. That is how many books I read in two years. That is how much I spent in one day (in INR ~ £1.2) in undergraduate college.
That is how many lives I have touched. I feel small. Very small in front of such a big number…
I feel loved. Happy Valentine’s Day, then 🙂