I was sitting by the tucket when an Indian devotee read a newspaper (monotone voice) in Hindi to Maharaj.
Arrogantly, I must admit: I got bored, annoyed, and thought to myself why is this boring man reading this mundane stuff to M aharajji....
The next thing I knew, my kundalini was rising--what a rush--and my heart was filling with overwhelming Love, but before the energy reached my crown chakra,
Maharajji placed his hand on my head and it all stopped.You shoulda seen me!
For a few moments,
I kinda jerked my spine and head, trying to get it to keep rising.
Oh, did Maharajji laugh and laugh at that!