Entering into new family of Art of living!

Entry into Family of Art of living was easy for me, actually I never wanted to be in it. It just happened because of Guruji's grace and How did that happen.....

When  my mom and brother first approached me to do Art of living course my first honest and frank reply was, "What's wrong with you people, I'm young, this is not age for all of this, I'm not going to do it...." But, you know how mothers are?? 

Early morning at 5 she used to wake me up...that was very frustrating  because course timing was at 6 AM. Just, because of my annoying brother I had to say yes. Those were winter days...and it was adding more fuss into it. When I reached at the hall, first thing I had noticed picture of Sri Sri Ravi Shankar! First thing pop up into my mind was, "OMG!! Where the hell I ended ?" Class was full of elderly people. Only three of us were youngsters and that made the situation worst. Few guys come guided us to do warm up, then Dalvi Sir came taught us how to do Yoga and Pranayam. Suryanamskar!! I did everything with unpleasant mind. Then a lady came, she sat near to Sri Sri's picture. She gave us intro, her name was Rajshree Patil. She was looking like a beautiful painting, I wondered how can she's so beautiful? Her voice was so sweet that I forgot about my awakardness. In fact during intro she told us to call her Di. She told us a reason why we should call her Di?Because AOL (Art of Living) is family and we never call our sisters as Madam or Mam. Same is applicable to brothers, so we call them Bhaiya. I started calling her Rajdi. 

Still, I was young and I was not open about this AOL thing, first day passed, second too...I followed all their instructions. All those knowledge talks were entering into one ear and passing out from other. Or, fly like aeroplane over the head. Meditation, I never understood it in first place, "Oh!!what will be in the breakfast? What should I wear today? Oh god! I'm so dead, project is still pending? Where we all going after college? When this will be over?? Oh!! she is not saying anything about opening eye?? Why the hell I said yes to this stupid course!!........." (many more thoughts, some are censored and some are hilarious like why can't I just shout.) First word came into my mind about Meditation was "Crap".

I heard alot about the Sudarshan Kriya!! And I wanted to see what exactly it is? When I took this flight of kriya, I was speechless, thrilled, shocked, in fact I was blank for sometime without worries, thoughts. I was just me, I was enjoying being me. I couldn't understand what exactly it was? Being science student, I had the tendency to question and to prove. But, that day I had realised, there are things in this world, that has to be feel, and science can't reach everywhere. 

In childhood I always hated long beard and moustache guys, I never allowed my father to grow his moustache. Why I'm mentioning this, because I just remmber some lines of Guruji, "It's easy to love someone whom you like or love but, to love whom you hate is an Art of living."

Jai Gurudev!!

Life After Mumbai

5 years of Mumbaiyya life made me Tough, blunt  and moreover completely opposite of me. Mumbai city of dreams, city of new births dragged me towards it after my graduation. You guys must be confused why I'm talking about this. Lets go into a bit of flash back.

Being in Maharashtrian family, I had been always taught how to respect others and how to kill our own desires, wishes, overall how to become Unhappy!! Shy!! Quiet!! Though all Indian families taught this to their daughters only!!

My journey towards being sick bookworm started at the age of may be 10. Sometimes I used to think like, " its better to be in darkness rather going into the truth of light." But sooner with God's grace darkness started disappearing and when I opened my heart towards light of happiness, I realised that, that's what I want!!

Struggle to get out of frog's pond...because I wanted to see ocean!! When I reached up to ocean, I was scared what if I die? what if I lost? Because, I was all alone. But, I didn't die, I survived, I crossed miles... I rested near the heaven, I learnt a lot, how to survive? How to be me? How to love myself? How to be happy within?

I met lot of new faces just like me, some made me happy, joyful and some made me sad, miserable. Thanks to all of them, who made my journey interesting and happening!!

When I posted on Facebook Bye Bye Mumbai..last year during July...Few wonder and commented, wishes, anger, few directly called scolded me like if I'll never meet or come back again. Felt a bit sad that I left such peaceful city which is full of traffic, pollution, misery,...still I miss all of that... I miss Mumbai...First time at marine drives with my room mates in the middle of night, full on dhamal at juhu with friends, making funny cartoon voices in the maac's premises, fights with strangers, cold shoulders with friends, first date, late night movies, whistling during movies, singing loud at marines, laughing like witches, unplanned pizza parties, surprised birthday parties, and many more......

One of my best pal, dropped me and my huge luggage at my home town  when i saw my entire luggage in my bedroom i felt relief, "I'm Home".

Home was not so easy after 5 so called years, when lion tastes a blood he wants more...and that exactly happened to me. I again closed all the wings, windows, doors, to stop that light. I again made a mistake of digging into past. Then, again with God's grace my brain and mind ended up in doing sane things, study and most important thing of my life is Art Of Living.

When we are surrounded by negative thoughts we automatically attract more negativity in our life. Like come on baby, kill me!! And trust me it will kill you like dead meat!

Met amazing people during my Yes+ course, had a whole bunch of friends, sharing each others world's and moulding them into one is tact and i learnt it here. I had realised life is a gift and we have to cherish it, and this gift is covered with many colourful papers, that's why we have to open it with care, love and respect. Guruji made it so easy to understand by letting me meet Nikhil bhaiya!! 

I felt I had lost, made a wrong choice...but that was the one right choice...it means to be happened...To meet my Magicians!!

Jai Gurudev!!