In plain words
Even they have a certain morality and honesty. But man today has no morality or honesty. Even they have a certain gratitude. But man has no such gratitude. How can one call such a man a human being? One can call such a man nothing but a rākṣasa. Rākṣasas who have taken on a shape. What use are all the studies such a man has? These studies are only for a living. To fill the belly, do not all the beggars in the bazaar fill their bellies? Do not dogs fill their bellies? Do not monkeys fill their bellies? Is study for filling the belly? Even if we live only three days, we must live with morality. What is morality? Conduct. This conduct must be right. If someone's conduct is not good, what does it matter to us how great he is?
Though he has great learning, if his virtue is small, what is his renown, what is his fame?
Though a man has only a little strength, or only a small thing, the fame of the one who puts it to great use is a very great fame. Cow's milk is holy even if it is only a small ladleful. What use are barrels of donkey milk? All the studies of today are mere degrees. One may become a Collector. One may become a Minister. One may become some IAS officer. One may become anyone. But what are all these studies for? What do they show? They lead only towards money, but they do not lead to the presence of God's feet. We must foster great virtue. Whoever looks at him, ah, this man is educated! His conduct, his dress and his work must surely show the form of a student. To look at, they are like beggars. Should one call such a man a beggar or an officer? Such a one, who thinks himself an officer, should be as befits an officer, should he not? So all our conduct is sinking day by day to a very low state. Since we are human, we must show forth humanness. What is humanness? Humanness is what lets one perceive a divinity. This alone is the right path of morality. Morality means fear of society. Respect fit for humanness, love of country, regard for the body, regard for one's caste and regard for learning: these should be the five lifebreaths of man. That is not there at all today. Love of country means: I am a Bhāratīya. I must not betray my land of Bhārata even in a dream.
The parents who bore me: my blood, my head, my food are my parents' gift. So first of all one must show gratitude to one's parents.