Its not the end. The end marks a new beginning...

It's over, just over. Strangely enough, this fact seem to only sink in after a few days. The joy and delight felt was strangely kept to the minimal. We did rather well for the concert, i may say, especially for the finale. I didn't screw up for my solo:), thts one thing coz i was like rushing thru it during rehearsal. At the end, it was just over. Like a song that has no ending, it felt rather empty, though there was relieve and happiness but overally, there was just this emptiness that ran thru i think most of the sec 4s.

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, 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 traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

" Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. "

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."

The 2 lines summed up my feelings. Many years down the road, I will remember todae, not for its success but for it significance.......