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Chapter 15:- Simply human
''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.''
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.''
This is the last part of ''The road not taken'', poem by Robert Frost. I really love that poem, that part. I tells what I want to do, be, and where I want to go.
I feel poetic, like a teenager in love. I wonder, what we are. We are on Earth, that one planet among many others. We see others as others. As outsiders, strangers. We see them as different, strange beings. Still, they, too, see us just as the same. So, to other planets, what are we but aliens? Extraterrestrial beings, oddly living far away, and trying to communicate from afar.
What are we, but what we are. Simply human.
I feel poetic, like a teenager in love. I wonder, what we are. We are on Earth, that one planet among many others. We see others as others. As outsiders, strangers. We see them as different, strange beings. Still, they, too, see us just as the same. So, to other planets, what are we but aliens? Extraterrestrial beings, oddly living far away, and trying to communicate from afar.
What are we, but what we are. Simply human.
