Yes a revealing comparison – it’s great that you have all this stuff to hand.  As you say 99% lies and transparently just whatever
unlikely yarn Rawat inc. needed to spin in order to support his legitimacy at
the time.

1972 – the era of Guru Maharaji, legitimacy derives from the previous perfect master (aka God) and the
entire Holy family.

2019? – the era of the Peace ambassador with a unique message

Both narratives have to have Rawat marked out even from childhood to be special in some way to presage his
remarkable and important mission in later life.   The 1972 narrative is easy – the story can be
as unlikely as you like - Prem was obviously god in a bod from even the age of
two, fluent in HINDI and English at six, Dad just hanging around for a year or
so before he passed over the torch.  No
need to worry about Prem’s authority or legitimacy there!  

But concocting an origin story for the reborn Rawat superhero suitable for 2019 presents a much more
difficult problem.  His father still
figures but more vaguely as someone with followers who he could learn something
about ‘self knowledge’ from.  The
ludicrous claim that he was giving holy discourses at two is replaced with the claim
that he was right up there with his father at events presciently affirming the current
weaselly message that ‘peace is possible’ at age four – presumably while his
father was still spouting all that old quasi-Hindi nonsense about the divine
light etc.

You couldn’t make it (the past) up  - but unfortunately they can
and do.  Quite obviously Rawat was an unremarkable
child, interested in planes, cars and watches etc without a profound thought in
his head but brought up into some very strange circumstances. He can probably
barely remember his father – let alone have learned anything from him.  

On a much more important topic.  This little article on self-improvement
via via cats is entertaining –  and even
insightful..

Voices:
How observing cats can make you a better human (msn.com)

Of course, it
is not the easiest thing to be ourselves. And the fact is that no one can teach
us how to be ourselves. It is so difficult to be ourselves in a world that is
always forcing us to compare ourselves to one another, and screaming at us to
retreat towards the safety of conformity, that being who we are has often been
seen as a spiritual virtue, the upshot of years of silent meditation or surrender before some conception of supreme reality.
Per Thomas Merton: “For me, to be a saint means for me to be myself."