Out of choice

“It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

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Sitting at my desk, sometimes I am lost in reverie

As to where in the world would I be

If I had taken the other road, the one

Less traveled by, less trampled upon

Conventional choices I think I have made

Within narrow confines I have stayed

For the most part, would life have been different

If I had been more willing to experiment?

Broader vistas would I have explored?

Is it possible I would never find myself bored

The way I am now, if I had made a choice

To go against the flow, to develop a new voice?

Then I remind myself of the choices I’ve made-

I left my motherland, I could have stayed

My chosen career, my cherished profession

Could have been different- it was my decision

In its entirety, never was I coerced

I knew what it entailed, I was well-versed

I am not the most adventurous, yet I

Have made some unconventional choices, that’s why

Sometimes I find myself all alone, I confess

Maybe that’s why over my choices I obsess..

At the end of the day I am defined

By the choices I have made, whether my mind

Was the one leading me, or my heart

My choices have become of me an integral part..

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