My One Constant Abiding Romance

91. My Lord flirted with me

My Lord flirted with me yesterday,

In the aftermath of a storm,

In the cool and damp air of

A corner in His creation,

Green with life and love.

Green wet grass beneath my feet,

Green moss and crawlies that climb

The trees that kept me company,

And in the monsoon drain, the roaring water

Brown with silt from the

Hilltop above.

And My Lord winked at me,

Sending lonely drops of water

Plummeting from the leaves of the shading trees

Into the puddles that lie by my feet;

*wink*

*wink*

*wink*

Creating ripples of my Lord’s

Recreation with me, in an ever

Expanding arch and weakening force,

As if the Lord is Himself bashful of me.

*wink*

*wink*

Feeling a little embarrassed and shy,

I took leave of my Lord’s signs

And rejoined my family

Waiting for me, in

The warmth of my

Aunt’s house, and

In the love glimmering

In my aunts’ eyes.

And not a moment

Have I been sitting,

Until 'the Question'

Is again asked by

My aunts,

“When will thee marry?”

Sigh.

God will always be God to me. The prose was recorded sometime in end 2008, at my beloved Mak Su's (my late mother's youngest sister) home. That afternoon it rained heavily, and I wanted to take a breather and was walking her neighbourhood. Her house is at the foot of a tall hill. I do not know when God may flirt with me. But when He does, I like to jot it down. I record sweet events and memories of a Most Loving, and Most Surprising Suitor of all... aka our Lord God of all humanity and creation. It is my job, you see.

Aunties will always be Aunties to me. And as the years pass since my divorce, their plaintive cries and pleading for me to marry again becomes more and more desperate sounding. "We will not live long..." They argue, "Get married while we can still help..." They plead with great earnest and sometimes even acting the Cupid, "If you don't have anyone... you know, my friend's daughter is a teacher / doctor / lawyer and ...." As they continue to press their kind help on helpless me.

Well, I do have a little someone. Indeed, if I have not met her I probably wouldn't even be blogging. And I hope to fulfill my aunties' frantic prayers one day soon. With a little help from God, of course - My One Constant Abiding Romance...

See. I can flirt with God too. It is easy, really.

Hehehe.

Pax Taufiqa. 

Smile, Love, Music and Fools - Avril Lavigne

The things you can do with Photoshop nowadays...

Avril Lavigne’s latest single “Smile” (Click Here) has been drumming in my head for the past week. She has toned down her angst ridden prose to write a happy song full of profound lyrics…



'Crazy Bitch'

 You know that I’m a crazy bitch
I do what I want, when I feel like it
All I wanna do is lose control
But you don’t really give a shit
Ya go with it, go with it, go with it
‘Cause you’re fuckin’ crazy
Rock n’ roll…

…[chorus]

And that’s why I smile.

It’s been a while

Since everyday and everything has felt this right

And now

You turn it all around

And suddenly you’re all I need

The reason why,

I-i-i, I smi-i-i-ile…

I have not written about Avril in any postings, but in an earlier write up on music entitled God, Prophet and Rock &Roll, I did refer to one of her songs (I didn’t even know she wrote it) ‘Breakaway’ sung by Kelly Clarkson. The (mad) metamorphosis of a pop ballad into spiritual music is explored there in some detail (Links below).

Having to read a bit about this Canadian songstress, I found out that she was divorced in 2009 from her husband (former lead singer of Sum 41). And that somehow saddens me. I was just mentioning last week to my brother, how I found it positively sweet that many musicians, especially Americans, tend to marry early, in spite of the appalling divorce rate in the USA. Here in Malaysia, the statistics are just as disappointing.

So as one divorcee to another, I hope Avril will find another mate, and hopefully this time their union will last longer.

Love makes fools of all of us. But sometimes, being in love and foolish is the only way that this life is worth living. Who am I kidding? It is ALL THE TIME that way. And guess what, sunshine? The bigger your lover, the bigger the fool you may become – So if you choose God, or are chosen by God Himself to be in the congregation of his servants and lovers – then prepare thyself to appear foolish many, many times over.

So it is good, if you become associated with the way of the mystics, to have a healthy sense of irony, self-effacement and the ability not to take yourselves too seriously.

After all,you don’t want to appear more foolish than you really are… Or do you?

Hehehe.

Pax Taufiqa.

Some previous musical postings -
God, Prophet and Rock & Roll
God, Prophet and Rock & Roll - Part 2
God took away my chance to die young - The Band Perry

Music and Muhammad, Grace & Gratitude

In the Temple of Love there was George Benson... and Almighty God had a question to ask.