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 Maharajji....
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.