20 years ago i went the first time to haidakhan and was accommodated in a room next to prem babas kutir. as i was no smoker sitting with him, in this way i was very often around him.

From the first day he revealed himself as incarnation of Lord Hanuman: sometimes he appeared as a very small tiny fragile man, another time entering the kirtan hall during evening aarti he appeared so giant, that he had to bend down not to bang his head at the ceiling. the next day I offered him fruit and made pranam, he returned a big orange to me.

One of my karma yoga duties at that time was to paint the faces of some murtis of Haidakhan Baba, so I decided the best place to do that was in the kirtan hall after morning aarti, facing the altar, singing the mantra and of course sitting cross-legged. 4 or 5 murtis had to be painted carefully, but after one hour my legs began to ache. sitting between all the painting stuff around and in front of me, i could not easily get up and out for a break.

So i stole a glance around me to be sure that nobody was around, then streched my legs, being aware that now the soles of my feet were straightened towards the altar, which was  not allowed. kind of querulent and as a western girl i decided  that  should be ok while doing karma yoga and japa ...

BAMMM - i could not even finish this thought, when Prem Baba out of nothing appeared right behind me and passed a heavy slap to the back of my head, and yes!

as everyone, who had the pleasure to enjoy Prem Babas Shaktipat, i saw many many stars ****** immediately i retracted my legs, Prem Baba grinned, patted my head and went away without a word. :>

om namaha shivaya

bhole baba ki jai!

bajrang bali ki jai!