Somehow when I see this picture of Maharaji I imagine him wanting to put his hands on my neck and strangling the life out of me.  But then again, it's all about me.  Me!  Me, me, me! (No, I actually believe that Maharaji would love to see me in my next lifetime.)

P.S. You've got to know that Maharaji is wearing a boatload of makeup and the camera is in soft focus.  I've brightened this image and sharpened it.  His hair plugs are very apparent and it looks like if he isn't already doing it that he will need to pencil in his eyebrows.  And you've got to wonder how many plastic surgeries he's had to reduce the puffiness of his eyes and I'm talking the bottom because they certainly seem smaller than in the past.  The bags above his eyes are becoming a huge problem.

Finally, he's looking more and more like Daya every day.  This man is not very masculine in the least.  And check out the lip gloss he's wearing.