This must have been in 2003 or 2004. Guruji had stayed back in Mumbai at Sangeeta Jani's house in Juhu. We went there to catch him the next morning before he could leave for the airport. Around a couple of hundred of us were huddled in the drawing room eagerly waiting to get a glimpse of him.
Though the huge 5-storey house has an elevator in it, Guruji came down by the staircase. Heads turned around, some stopped singing the bhajan they were singing, for some others the tempo of the bhajan increased and yet a few others just shouted, "Guruji!"
I could notice that he had just taken a shower. He looked like a freshly blossomed flower with the morning dew drops still sparkling on it. As he walked down, the bottom of his white veshti (dhoti) gently caressed the staircase. His glowing face, radiant like the Sun was partly hidden in his long hair let loose, still a little wet. What a sight that was! A hair brush in his right hand was finding its way through the dark black tresses. Suddenly the brush got entangled and he had to skillfully make his way further. Then with a serene smile on his face, he looked at us and said, "Baal jab bade ho jate hai to ulajh jaate hai, phir Gyaan ki kanghi se unhe suljhana padta hai.." [When children grow up and become adults they get entangled, then they have to made free using the comb of knowledge. ]
When you are blessed with a Master in your life, every Happening becomes a Learning :-)
Happy Learning !