The first time I attended a Sahaja puja in Delhi, a young girl was applying kumkum to everyone, and when my turn came I stopped her. She was taken aback.
‘This is a must for everyone,’ she said.
‘If it is so then when Shri Mataji will tell me and I will do it,’ I replied. Everyone who was listening was surprised, and but left it at that.
Some time later I was in Nasik in the house of some Sahaja Yogis where Shri Mataji was staying. She called me in Her room and was sitting on Her bed and some Sahaja Yogis were there too. She asked one of them to bring some kumkum which was on HHHBHer dressing table, called me and applied it on my forehead.
‘It is big like My bindi, but it looks good on you – I know you like a small one,’ She said. That experience gave me such deep silence, and total thoughtlessness, I cannot describe it in words, but wanted to enjoy it as long as I could. When I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I could not recognise my face; it was glowing pink and serene.