The Faraway lights

As i look out of my hostel window facing the city, i cant but stop and marvel at the faraway lights..
Those lights have always marvelled me right from my college days.. i would always stare at them for hours ..
Me and my friend every day at night would go up the girls hostel terrace, where i spend 4 years of my college days... she would gaze at the sky and i would be staring at the faraway lights.. late at night... i can say till morning 3am.
I still cant figure out wat is it that fascintes me so much about them, i just become mesmerised by their sight..

now as those college years hav passed and i hav come into this corporate world, i still cant help but stand near my hostel window looking out for the lights, late into the night. I mind starts falling into the memories, the memories of the sweet lil times i had back at home and back guring my college days..

i start wondering about my friends, my stay at my room, my roommate and my best friend, my college and all the good old times that i shared with my friends..
Now here out into this big city world, i sometimes feel anonymous and lost.. i feel like a lost identity and that is the time the window and the stars come to my relief..

There were times wen i felt i shud be amongst the lights i see so often ...but then how is it possible? the lights which seem so together n which seem like one while shining are themselves so scattered.. just like our friends...each hav their own identity.. but are all one at heart..
the lights remind me of my friends ..Though i still hav a gr8 circle of friends out here... the life at my college ..the ups and downs that i had .. the friends i had... everything seems like just yesterday...

as life goes on the memories never fade...they are rooted deep inside our minds... and the faraway lights out there just make their presence felt.. even after changing places... i will still hav the my faraway lights to comfort me wenever i feel the need for my past days!!

My Angels

From the time immortal, God has blessed us with the best of his angels..... i call them parents!
I just cant describe exactly in words wat i feel like... coz wenever i sit down to give a vent to my feelings about them, i end up with moistened eyes and a crying heart....

Away from home, as i am here, i somtimes feel a need for them to be around...
at times wen i feel a bit dejected, its my heart that yearns not for the words, as words can be heard with a single phone call... but their mere presence....

Can i just enumerate the things that my angels hav done for me?????wen i ask this question to myself... i endup just counting n counting.. n finally i decide, wen my life itself is due to my angels, they hav a presence in everything tht i do .... i belong to them completely...

There are times wen i miss those moments ..... they are so many of them....

My angels.... they thought me to be myself, to stand on my own, they gave me the courage wen hope seemed to be hopeless.... they gave me the attention wen i felt useless, They gave me the push wen i really needed that Go... and they still are giving me all that... i can count as priceless!!

I most of the times wonder... everything that they warned me of, every word that they had said... turned out to be true... n ya god gave them the best of experience to guide me...

In this world, These angels sent by God hav been my greatest of support n my strength wen i needed them the most...

I Thank you God for all the good things that u hav given me... n above all ...i thank you for the wonderful 2 angels that u hav bestowed upon me....