Choosing My Own Road and Living the Difference

     Life never gives us a map, only crossroads. Every time I read Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken, I am reminded of the quiet yet powerful decisions that shaped my journey. The poem isn’t just about two paths in the woods, it’s about life’s silent moments where we stand still, unsure, yet compelled to move.

    I remember one such moment clearly. After completing my post-graduation, like many of my friends, I was expected to enter a corporate job. But deep inside, I felt a different calling, teaching. Everyone around me was taking the “safe” road, but I couldn’t silence the pull toward education. So, I chose the less-travelled path. I applied for a teaching position at a small rural college, a choice many questioned. Today, as an Assistant Professor who has delivered guest talks across Tamil Nadu and inspired hundreds of students, I know that step made all the difference.

    Frost’s lines, “I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference,” echo not just his realization but mine too. The poem encourages us to take risks, to listen to our instincts, and to trust the journey even when the outcome is uncertain.

    In life, there may never be a perfect choice. But when we choose with heart, that path becomes meaningful. Frost doesn’t say the road he took was better only different. And sometimes, different is exactly what we need to become who we are meant to be.

    So today, if you find yourself at a turning point, remember it’s okay to walk away from the crowd. The road less taken might be tough, but it may lead you home to yourself.

    And when you look back, you’ll smile and say, “That has made all the difference.”

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  1. Naren Sakthi writingsJune 29, 2025 at 8:28 AM

    Sometimes the one less travelled is exactly what we are and who we are. Trust the instinct in the heart, which some may call GOD, which guides us towards our destined goal.

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    1. Subash.M | Assistant ProfessorJune 30, 2025 at 8:35 AM

      Yes, The path may be uncertain, but the voice within rarely lies. Trusting it is often the bravest choice we make.

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  2. Dr. S. MasimalarJune 29, 2025 at 7:35 PM

    At least we choose...

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    1. Subash.M | Assistant ProfessorJune 30, 2025 at 8:37 AM

      Sometimes, the mere act of choosing makes all the difference, it's where courage begins, ma'am.

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