Lights in my Life…

In the train…passing Sewri on my way home…its pitch dark…except for the little lights here and there…there’s a road running parallel to my train track…
There are two cars on the road…and my train and the cars are moving alongside…no streetlights…path is illuminated by the headlights of the car in front…the other car is just following the first one…
And I start to wonder…just as a car can turn on its headlights when its dark and they’re unsure of their path, do we headlights?
Don’t laugh!! I know you are!...serious ‘thinking’ question!
When times are tough, do we turn on our lights…do we know we have them?...do we make them stronger with time? Does it happen on auto or is it a manual switch? Can you be ‘headlight-less’??!!
I seriously wonder…not laughing anymore I hope!
So what are my headlights? When times are tough, I navigate with instinct in the dark but that often may not be enough…you need the larger picture…
So are headlights, my power to reason, logic, good sense? I sure hope not…cos even with that on, no damn path was illuminated!!
Could my friends be my headlights? Maybe…showing me the way…maybe not even switching on but just letting me knowing I have the option to call upon them and they’ll make it better…
- my lights are are around when I’m working late and walk with me to the station even when it means taking the long route home…listening to all my silly questions and trying to answer them best with a straight face…
- my lights take me out for brunch when they could be doing more exciting things : ) and hear me out for the hundredth time…
- my lights keep sending me ‘how are you now?’ ‘where are you now?’ messages to which I need to respond every half hour….phew…
- my lights hold me close and tell me how much they love me no matter what mistakes I make…
- my lights send me flowers and then make me sing their favourite song over the phone while I’m in my silly pink pajamas and walking up and down the lane, singing loudly like a fool, forgetting everything but that very moment… (yuv, one day I’ll get back to you for doing that!)
- my lights send me poems everyday and tell me to stick in there… offering sound advice with so much love and care...
- my lights call me up just when I’m thinking of how much I’d love to speak to them…
- my lights tell me that I still make them proud parents inspite of all the hurt I cause them…
- my lights may be younger but so much wiser!! They never dwell on the past and help me focus on moving ahead…with a lot of good music for support!
- my lights tell me that I’m beautiful even on days when I can’t get myself to look into a mirror…

they’re my headlights, my tail lights, my mirrors…
…reflecting back all that I was to help me become all that I can…