The Unexpected Turn

A writer’s pen was my heart’s desire,
To weave tales and make words conspire,
But parents’ wishes, a different path chose,
A nurse’s care, my soul’s repose.

Yet fate had other plans, it seemed,
For business management, my skills beamed,
A different dream, a new design,
A journey unexpected, yet mine.

Though words still whisper in my ear,
And stories linger, always near,
I’ve learned to merge both art and skill,
In management’s realm, my passion still.

But I still love writing in my own space,
That no one else knows, a secret place,
Where thoughts flow free, and heart’s desire,
In written words, my soul on fire.

Some people ask, “Don’t you write like you used to do?”
My answer is, “I’m still writing, and I will never stop,”
For writing’s in my blood, a part of me,
A passion that burns bright, wild, and free.

For in each deal, a narrative unfolds,
And every team, a character to mold,
The thrill of business, a writer’s delight,
A dream adjusted, yet still takes flight.

So here I stand, in this unexpected place,
A business mind, with a writer’s grace,
And though the road was different from my dream,
It’s where my heart and skills converge, it seems.

BY Grace Banda

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