In plain words
He went to the post office. He bought an envelope. He wrote the name ‘To Nārāyaṇa’, and for the address wrote ‘Vaikuṇṭha’. Unlike the children of these times, he did not argue, ‘Where is Vaikuṇṭha, where is Nārāyaṇa, it is all gas.’ The poor boy listened carefully to what his mother said and believed it. He went to the post box. The post box had been fixed high up on a pillar. It was out of the boy’s reach, so he kept jumping and jumping to drop it in. But it would not fall inside. The postmaster saw him from the window. He came out, saying to himself, ‘The poor boy is posting something and cannot reach,’ and coming close he asked, ‘What is it, my boy? Where to? To whom are you sending this letter?’ he asked. ‘Sir! This is very urgent, sir! I have to pay the examination fee tomorrow itself. So this letter must go quickly and reach him. Please help me with it,’ he said. ‘All right! I will post it; give it to me,’ said the postmaster, and took it in his hand. He looked, and on it was the address, ‘Śrīman Nārāyaṇa, Vaikuṇṭha’. ‘Who gave you this address, my boy?’ the postmaster asked. ‘My mother told me. I have no money in hand, I want to study, and now ninety rupees must be paid as the fee. He is very rich. They say He is the very form of every kind of wealth! I am praying to Him. That is why I wrote to him,’ he told the postmaster. Tears streamed from the man’s eyes. How innocent this boy is! How spotless his heart! Thinking, “How pure his heart!”, and deeply moved, he said to the boy: ‘My child! I will post this envelope. Come tomorrow at nine o’clock. The money will come from Him. You can take it away,’ he said. So the boy went home, leaping for joy. ‘Tomorrow I will pay the fee, mother,’ he said. His mother, thinking it some joke and not knowing what to say, only smiled to herself. He waited for the morning to break. No sooner had it dawned than he went to the postmaster. ‘Sir! The fee must be paid at ten o’clock; has anything come from there?’ he asked. ‘Ah! It has come, my boy! Sit a while,’ and he went inside, put ninety rupees in an envelope, and came back: ‘Here, this has come for you; take it!’ he said. The boy took the envelope and went to his mother. ‘Look, mother!