Laxmi

    A great change was in the offing for Laxmi. [Laxmi refers to herself throughout in the third person.] A clarion call, loud and clear was round the corner. Laxmi’s life was never going to be the same. The Congress Mahila Vibhai [a women's organization] invited Acharya Rajneesh [Osho's name pre-1972] as a guest and lead speaker on the silver jubilee meeting. Laxmi envisioned a bare feet, customarily attired Jain monk with a begging bowl, with a mask on the mouth covered in order to not suck in any tiny living beings, and a broom to clean the place before sitting down. 
    Much to her surprise Acharya Rajneesh wore a white khadi lungi (an ankle length cloth tied below torso) and a silk chaddar, shawl around his shoulders. He was unlike a Jain monk. He walked in gracefully casting a spell. On his way to the dais he passed by Laxmi. Frozen and in deep silence, Laxmi forgot to welcome the guest [as she was scheduled to do]. In complete awe Laxmi couldn’t take her eyes off him. An extraordinary experience Laxmi sat still listening intently. Deep down there was a strange recognition as though she had known him earlier. There was a familiarity Laxmi could not explain. An inner voice seemed to acknowledge that Laxmi had known him forever. Each cell and pore of the body rang out in agreement with this feeling. He was no stranger. However Laxmi was short of words to express the experience.
    As he began to speak Laxmi sensed a deep throbbing at her navel center and was carried away into another realm.  His command over Hindi and his lucidity was enthralling/enchanting like a song from the spheres was flowing. Eyes closed Laxmi melted with the melody of this divine music. Immobilized with awe, she did not get up to thank him at the end of his speech [again, as she was supposed to]. Laxmi was mesmerized. The President who noticed this got up and gave the vote of thanks. When the President’s sharp vote of thanks fell on Laxmi’s ears, her eyes opened.
    Later the President expressed disbelief of Laxmi’s unusual inertia. Laxmi said, “Love has happened for the first time. It is springtime. There is music all around. It is difficult to explain the feeling .” Confused [the President] asked, “Love for the sadhu?” Laxmi acknowledged love for him and said, “Yes. It is love for him, his eyes, and his purity. Oh God, Acharya Rajneesh, where can one meet him?”

(excerpted from Laxmi's autobiography, Journey of the Heart. This is an excellent though unedited source of early Osho history)

Ma Yoga Laxmi, Indian, Osho's secretary from 1970-1981 approx