Making hard choices for an easier life
Struggling to move on a busy road toward the Rotherhithe tunnel, I asked the cabbie to jump the queue using the middle lane. Reluctantly, with some stares and honks, we squeezed in — and we were moving.
He reflected: “We would have been stuck if not for you.” — “It was you who made it possible.” — “I wouldn’t have done it if you hadn’t asked. Sometimes you need a push.”
His last words stayed with me. I live by Naval Ravikant’s line: easy choices, hard life; hard choices, easy life.
Funnily enough, I gifted this wisdom to my dear friend Divya on her birthday that same night, as a framed print — and that’s where I was riding from.