Nostalgic

Away from home away from glory
This is my life this is my story
For my daily bread i have to roam
Lands far and wide away from home


An ailing mother ,a loving sis
A homecooked meal is what all I miss
Those breakfast table arguements with dad
Are things I long for , that make me sad


I thank God though ,that through all his grace
All things in life have fallen in place
That I have now plenty to eat and spare
It was his plan that he brought me here


But sometimes in the daily victorious and defeats
In life's little tricks and treats
I remember what I have left behind
When nostalgia quietly creeps into my mind




(Dedicated to my dear friend Khubeb Siddiqui who never has failed to inspire me through his smiles and never-say-die spirit.I have tried to do justice to what he feels working in Saudi, away from home.Any mistakes and shortcomings are requested to be overlooked and ignored as an amateur's effort.)


.....to be completed.