Miles to go before I sleep

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it's queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there's some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.


This is by far the most inspiring poem I’ve ever read. This is something I always say it to myself, when I’m feeling low, when I let myself down. I read this poem a long time back. But then, 1 day while testing the ability of google, I just found this. I read it once, twice, thrice; I just read it over and over again. And every time I completed reading it, I found myself, full of energy, ready to shatter every god-damn record made on this planet.

It reminds me of the story our parents tell us about. The story of an ant trying to climb up the mountain, failing each time it tries. But, at-last successfully climbs up the mountain, achieving the goal being dreamt of.

What if, after failing once or twice the ant stops? Stops aiming? Stops trying? Stops working? Probably most of us do that. We stop. Even I do that sometimes. Its nothing to be ashamed of. It is just a matter of taking things on the positive note, taking every system, as if you made it. Taking things your own way, putting in the pinch of attitude in it, to achieve the goal.

Its not possible to always succeed but it is always possible to proceed. Even if you don’t get what you want, please do not stop trying. Just put in your best. And what if your best is just not the best enough to survive? Here you may have to take help. Go-on, take help. Help is something you’ll always require. I require it. You require it. Nobody can live without help of others. Help, again, could be in many forms, from educational to technical, from economical to emotional, from physical to mental, from anything to everything.

But that does mean we try to do things on our own. We should not, we should be self-dependant. My two theories of asking for help and becoming self-dependant may look to you as contradicting. However these two things may look like they oppose each other but on a deeper note they are connected. We just might require help to become self-dependant.
I’m very down-to-Earth in seeking help, because I know what I want. And to get that I’ve to work. So,

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

Keep thinking, keep working, keep moving ahead, even if it is by one-million of a millimeter.