In plain words
And not this: we must not, from daybreak until we lie down, set about selling all the learning we have earned for the sake of earning money.
From the hour they rise from sleep until they go to sleep they wrestle for property, sir; for the sake of the rupee, in secret, they will eat whatever grass comes their way, sir; for money, meditations on God, bōnālu offerings, they hatch ten million schemes, sir; crying “Raṅga! Liṅga!”, they make false vows, and cheat the people, sir. Even if others do not know, does Īśvara not know! They will reap the fitting fruit, sir.
So, however many kinds of fraud, deceit or plotting we may practise on anyone, God alone we cannot deceive. God is the dweller in your heart. Every single thing shines in the depths of the heart. In our culture of Bhārata you will have heard of Citragupta. Citragupta is the private secretary of Yamadharmarāja. He has written down in one place all the good and bad you have done, they say. You may think this somewhat laughable. Where is Yamadharmarāja, and where is Citragupta? What is this about a private secretary for him? All this comes under an office. You may doubt whether, with all this about, it is possible to believe in the spiritual in the world. In the culture of Bhārata there is not a word that lacks an inner meaning. Merely because we inquire into things outwardly, we have gone on regarding everything carelessly, as laughable. Time itself is Yama. That very Yama is called Kāla. The body's being born, growing, changing or perishing all comes about through time itself. Without time itself, there could be no birth and death.