Wouldn’t it be a very regular day if little red riding hood took the safer road, the path known. She’d have reached safely, met her granny, they’d have eaten the goodies, they’d have chatted a little, and nothing would’ve gone wrong. But then, little red riding hood’s story would not have been that adventurous, right? She took a path that intrigued her more, a path less travelled, a path that didn’t actually go too well with the definition of being safe.
Life is all about choosing a path that intrigues you, it may not be usually the path that is chosen by most people but then, we all can’t have the same interests. Taking risks is what life is all about; it’s about discovering things around us, exploring new avenues. It’s probably not everyone’s cup of tea to tread in directions strange but, for me that’s the only way I do things. It does remove the ease with which I can move ahead, it adds a few spirals in my path but then nothing’s wrong in enjoying life’s journey at a pace which is a little slower.
A little adventure in life, small risks, a bagful of determination and humour is all that one needs to travel through life, rest of the things keep coming along the way. Life can be a straight smooth road, with security and all things clear, without doubt and fear, but what sort of a life would that be? Or Life can be a rollercoaster with its own ups and downs, its own moments of terror and anxiety, of fun and thrill, its own twists and turns and then you better make the most of it before the fun ends.
