Journal of a recently single mother starting over on life…..

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

Finally.  After almost two years of planning, the day I leave this home to move into another one arrives. Only its not a simple move. I am not just packing up bags, child maid and husband and moving into a penthouse in Gurgaon. Though, having said that, it would not be a great idea, given the water and electricity situation in the millennium city!!

I am actually leaving the home of the person I had known for the last 20 years almost. With my son. And my maid. And most of the stuff that I had bought over the years.  What makes this move even more fun is that I am now without a job for the past 10 months and I have no  source of income what so ever to support myself or my son.

But hey, the die, which had been cast now for the past 6 years or so had started to crumble. There was no way back. There was only a way forward. And there were two roads in front of me. One was the road less travelled. I chose that. Did it make a difference? I would like to think so.  Will I get out of this alive? I would hope so, even though it seems a distant possibility now.

After all, wouldn’t it have been the easiest thing to do, to go back under the protection of my father in Calcutta.  I haven’t  had a job for the past ten months.  No means of supporting my self, except by way of the small project I had undertaken. Monthly EMI’s to be paid, rent to be paid, expenses to be sorted out. Was I crazy then, to not take the more saner advice of going back to Calcutta, under the protection of my father, where I would not have to haggle for five rupees with the rickshaw wallah? Was I out of my mind to hope that one day things would be better and I could carve a life out for myself in a City I started living in only 4 years earlier? May be. May be not.  I was, after all, in my thirties, a mother to a 5 year old, a well respected professional. Why should I have to run away at the sign of trouble? Why would I not be able to stand up with my head held high, protecting my child and giving him the best the world has to offer? After all, I had the best education the country had to offer. Why should I crumble and break down, just because my marriage withered away and my job was a victim to recession and internal office politics? I still had myself. And my beliefs.  And the ability to face the world bravely.

This was a time to test my self. This was a time to see if I sank or survived, when I reached the end of the road less travelled by.

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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
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24 Responses to Journal of a recently single mother starting over on life…..

  1. Anand Khatri says:

    Its good to write, but more than the writing , I appreciate your courage in the situation.

    It could have shaken me up, if I was in your place.
    Being a single parent is not easy, but I think your decision of moving to Gurgaon is better than deciding to stay in NFC, New Delhi.
    There are more opportunities in the millenium city.

    Best wishes for you and you son.
    AK

  2. Kakoli Sikder says:

    Great beginning!!…Don’t lose hope…..is all I can say…atleast you went ahead and did this blog thing….very good….

  3. Kashif says:

    Wishing you all the very best in your life may God lend his hand to you and give you all thats in stored for you (amen)

  4. Sudhanshu Agnihotri says:

    I believe you chose the right way – the one less travelled…and you sure will not just survive but shine at the end
    Few decisions at time in life might not seem reasonable but wait till you see for your self, how worth they were!!! And welcome to the real world 🙂
    And very good read…life well described!!! Be blessed always and life your life BIG!!

  5. Kakoli Sikder says:

    Somebody please get this lady a job…..

  6. sangeeta says:

    Appreciate your steps…..U shud show that lady is not some object to play upon only..Whole family is there to support a daughter…so always better to remain a daughter a sister..instead daughter in law/sister in law and most dangerous to be wife

  7. Aniket Alam says:

    I can only see one big problem with this! If you keep writing like this, then the road less travelled by will get lots of travellers following you and will not remain the road less travelled by which will mean a great loss to the world of metaphors.

    Which is why I would strongly second (third!) Kakoli’s appeal above…. someone get her a job otherwise ‘the road less travelled by’ is threatened!

    and yes, have you read this one by Robert Frost? http://bit.ly/bs3abZ

  8. Ch. Roy says:

    I wish your husband had noticed the courageous woman in you. I wish you are happy again – with or without him. I wish the little one gets to enjoy his ‘complete’ childhood. I wish you – ‘my lil sister’ – more happiness if not the glories of heaven. I wish, I was there in Delhi with you to share some of those brotherly or ‘family’ moments with you. I wish you would send me your CV and I could send you an appointment letter……. I wish you become one of the most successful professionals in your field. I wish you are the ‘model-woman-of-substance’ for the rest-of-the-world…. I wish….. I wish…… I wish…… I wish! Amen!

  9. Aeshna says:

    ..just do what you must do and do it well…
    You have won half the battle already… 🙂
    I will be following your blog….and please do send me your CV….
    God Bless.

  10. deepti says:

    Well said n well chosen road on which you have now decided to travel…. I know it seems difficult rite now bt what matters is the end which im sure will be very bright, beautiful and with loads of luv….
    God bless.

  11. Kakoli Sikder says:

    Where is the next post?

  12. Madhura says:

    Hi
    I really appreciate your courage Road Less Travel By. If you try real hard and want real bad you WILL end up with a job.It is just matter of time. struggle is a part of life. every bodies life! As long as you live you will face challenges and opportunities. Is nt the adverse conditions brings out the best in us?what is life with out challenges? how can we appreciate the good things in life without the bad things? What is joy with out sorrow?In this phase of your lyf u hve chosen the road less travel.. so why not enjoy the journey? Happiness is not the destination its the voyage.
    The truth about bad times thankfully that its not permanent.. truth about good times is sadly that its not permanent. So why worry ?
    “It’s a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.”

    • Hi Madhura,

      Thank you so much for your comment and your kind words. Yeah, I know bad times will not last for ever, but at the same time, swimming against the tide is extremely difficult at times.However, I am trying to face life with optimism and humour, not just to maintain my sanity but mostly for my 5 year old.

      Keep reading and do keep writing.

      Cheers!!

  13. tumpi says:

    Aniket, do I agree with you!!!!!!!!!!!

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