In plain words
Recalling that this was quite true, he went to the tap, rinsed his mouth, came back and ate a laḍḍu, and it was sweet and tasted good. In just the same way, because of some kinds of delusion of the mind, we keep in our antaḥkaraṇa, in many ways, the flavour of worldly objects; then whatever gathering we go to, whatever satsaṅga we attend, whatever elders we go to for darśan, sparśan and sambhāṣaṇ, it is only the taste within our own inner self that we know, and it really is a little hard for us to understand the sacred feelings that come there, or these pure, steady and selfless matters. So only when we first purify our antaḥkaraṇa and set about the experience of the Ātma do we come, to some extent, to experience the sweet Ānanda in it. With just this in view they said, “yadbhāvaṃ tadbhavati”. Whatever colour of glasses we fit on our eyes, that very colour is what our eyes see. So the change is only in the glasses you have put on; there is no change at all in nature. In the same way, the feelings you have towards elders are born in you alone; they did not come from the elders. Whoever eats a thing, its smell comes back to that person alone in a belch; if one person eats a thing, the smell of that thing cannot come into another person's belch. But this mind holds two kinds of crazy doctrines. One is emptiness; manyness is the other. However many efforts it makes, oneness does not come to it by striving. On top of that, when it joins such a satsaṅga, still more distorted feelings flare up. Many join such a satsaṅga, and some of them are not fated even to hear the good thoughts of this satsaṅga. Some, the very moment they sit down in satsaṅga, get messages from Kumbhakarṇa. They keep nodding off. Others sit in satsaṅga nodding their heads just as if they were listening, but their intellect is roaming over some business or other, some factory or other. For others again, this intellect wanders no further than looking at the faces of those who have come.