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Friday, October 24, 2025

Crossroads of Possibility: The Many Roads I Could Walk


Crossroads of Possibility: The Many Roads I Could Walk

Life, in its profound unpredictability, often brings us to junctures where we pause, reflect, and wonder — what if I had taken another road? The question is not one of regret, but of curiosity — a yearning to explore the multitude of selves that could have emerged had we chosen differently.

Having spent decades in education, leading schools and shaping young minds, I often find myself imagining other worlds where my skills, instincts, and philosophies could have flourished in different shades. Teaching is not merely a profession; it’s a calling that refines patience, nurtures empathy, and tests the elasticity of human endurance. Yet, beneath this noble path lie alternative trails my mind has often wandered towards — some born of passion, some of practicality, and some of quiet rebellion.

The Writer’s Quill

At heart, I have always been a storyteller. Words come to me like gentle streams, seeking rhythm and meaning. Writing would have been a natural alternative career — not as an escape from education, but as an extension of it. A writer’s world, though solitary, is rich with observation. It demands a delicate understanding of human emotions — the despair in silence, the thrill of hope, and the ache of loss. The pen, after all, is a mirror to the psyche.

The Psychologist’s Chair

Another path that has often fascinated me is psychology. Years of mentoring students and guiding teachers revealed how deeply behaviour, emotion, and environment intertwine. To sit across from another human being and listen — truly listen — is an art that schools seldom teach. The science of the mind, with its blend of empathy and analysis, could have been a fulfilling domain — a space to decode human survival and its silent struggles.

The Entrepreneurial Mind

Running an educational consultancy brought forth yet another facet — that of an entrepreneur. Leadership, negotiation, persuasion, and vision are skills that find new meaning outside the classroom. The entrepreneurial world thrives on resilience — a constant cycle of failure, learning, and rebirth. It mirrors life itself: uncertain, demanding, yet deeply rewarding for those who dare to dream.

The Traveller’s Soul

There are days when I imagine myself as a traveller, exploring unseen landscapes, writing about cultures, and discovering the poetry of existence through journeys. Travel humbles the ego and enriches the soul. It is education without walls, philosophy without doctrine. Every road taken becomes a metaphor, every stranger a potential teacher.

The Musician’s Muse

Music, my lifelong companion, could have been another pursuit. The harmonium and keyboard have been more than instruments — they are confidants of my solitude. To compose, perform, or teach music professionally would have been to communicate without words — to touch hearts through vibrations of feeling rather than letters of sound.

In truth, every alternative path I’ve considered reflects a deep curiosity about life’s inner architecture. Whether through writing, psychology, entrepreneurship, travel, or music, the central thread remains the same — an enduring desire to connect, to understand, and to evolve.

As I look back now, I realise that career choices are never absolute. Each possibility we explore in thought or deed enriches the one we live. The teacher in me has always carried the writer’s soul, the psychologist’s insight, the entrepreneur’s courage, the traveller’s wonder, and the musician’s rhythm.

At every turn the roads divide,
Each whispering dreams the heart can’t hide.
Some paved in gold, some rough and bare,
Yet all lead home to the soul’s own lair.

I walked one path, yet lived them all,
In lessons taught and tears that fall.
For life’s true work is not confined —
It blooms in heart, not job or mind.

So if tomorrow brings new skies,
I’ll walk again where wonder lies.
For every road, both old and new,
Is just another dream come true.

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