lahiri mahasaya

Lahiri Mahasaya touched me gently on the forehead; at once I beheld, near the door, the form of Babaji, blooming like a perfect lotus. qari abdul basit I remembered my old hurt, and did not bow. its okay thats love Lahiri Mahasaya looked at me in astonishment The divine guru [Babaji] gazed at me with fathomless eyes