Saturday, May 15, 2010

Avatar.... and Mugu mugu

no, not the movie....but my blog

With so many changes renewing my life again and again,
its only fair that I renew this blog.

so..(drumroll).....Ta da!

Here's the new Avatar of AFOMFT (A few of my favourite things)

And I have to admit I pretty much like it, there is always scope of improvement
(like everything else in life) but I guess if the basic are in place, the details
can be taken care of (again like everything else in life)

I have written on a variety of topics, but it wouldn't hurt to get some suggestions on what you would like read on this blog. Could be anything from Guru stories (I have quiet a few to share) to recipes (an area where I am yet to establish my competency) to Guitar notes (Yes! I play guitar)

And oh...I have to ex press my inexpressible indebtedness to Mugu-mugu (thanks to Reema for the name) my almost new- Macbook (well getting married has its advantages).

So just like a gourmet chef in his kitchen, I with my Mugu mugu plan to whip out batches of delectable stories, articles and random musings... and all stuff that makes its into my list of AFOMFT and then some which don't.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Guru n Stuff n Stories

Things like guru and spirituality seemed more like brain washing and escapism. I was so totally NOT the guru type. Just the mention of someone with long robes and beard...and I headed
10 miles in the opposite direction.

Then one day something touched me. Like never before.
Tears poured out. Like never before.
Tears of gratitude, tears of bliss, tears of love.

I still told myself, I am so not the Guru kind. And I will NOT get 'brain washed'.
But something unexplainable pulled me in his direction.
The way just one smile would make you forget all your problems
The way one glance would transform your life
the way one sign would rearrange the universe, making it just a playground for you

So effortlessly, so easily, so innocently, so mischievously, so lovingly creating deep knowledge to crazy confusion to intense emotions to explosive frustrations just for you to go through it all.

At times you feel being on this 'path' is so much more painful (so why be here in the first place)
then you feel like the luckiest creature on earth coz he looked at you (even if he was really looking at the 'elephant' behind(then the elephant is the luckiest creature))

And then all you are left with is a bunch of random sentences trying so hard to be a story.
And yet there is a story in every word. A Guru story.
When he looked
when he smiled
when he waved
when he laughed
when he pointed
when he paused

When he exists.
On the eve of his B'day I have nothing to say. OMG I am soooooo Brainwashed.
And if being brainwashed is so much love and joy...I wish every person gets his 'brains' washed.