In English
Elders very often say that this world is an illusion and God alone is the reality. They say that life is tasteless, that life has no charm and that life has no substance. Even the scholars who say that this world is an illusion are themselves caught up in the illusion and are not able to extricate themselves from it. Though this is transient, false, and ephemeral, it is not possible for us at once to extricate ourselves from it. Though we know that this body grows weak, perishes, drops down dead, still we take all pains to protect it, to attend to it and to beautify it. Though we know that death is an inescapable reality, are we not trying to escape it?