The Road oft travelled

Seldom do people realise that, it is so much more tougher making ur mark on the road oft travelled.
Mine, as always is not only oft travelled but also often the dogmatic, much to the shock of my friends wo have come to expect a Harry Houdini off me oftener than not.

Some of my steadiest ideals / icons have been people who have made it big (in their own way) having followed the traveled road.

Sometime, in my early years of fascination with literature and literary figures, i came across these lines (by Samuel Beckett) while embarking on the never ending journey to James Joyce...

"His Writing is not about something, it is that something itself"

Contrary to the above i had always agreed with D.H. Lawrence when he said: " Never trust the artist, trust the tale. As for the artist, he's usually a dribbling liar"

Years later, when i examine the statements , i find little to choose...
For my well wishers who complain that i limit myself too much to the Dickens, Hardy's, Swifts', and the Joyce's and so on (basically those who comprised the erstwhile cannon).

Is it not fair if i complain that the Llosa's and the Marquez', the Seth's and the Pamuks' of the world by whom they swear are but the same, only representing a different generation.

Ponder....