In plain words
I looked around, meaning to ask anyone I saw whether it was theirs. In those days people in the bazaar played a game called buḍabuḍakāṭā. They would set out clubs, hearts and spades mixed together like this. If we put stakes on them, we got back as many as came up. That is called gambling. Twelve annas were enough for Me for ten days. Four stakes to an anna. I kept playing, putting that much on each. It came out double, double. A friend saw it. “You are winning plenty; play on, play on,” he said. But I played only until I had twelve annas. After that I said I would not play. I had got as much as I needed. “Enough,” I said. Ceiling on desires. As much as I need is enough. To go for more because it is coming is very dangerous. So in every single matter, from that day to this, just so much and no more. Just that much keeps coming. If all these students too have this discipline, this thrift and this truthful speech, the whole world will glow and laugh with joy.
Do not give up faith in God
Students! There are hundreds upon hundreds, thousands upon thousands of such stories in Swami's life. Life must be an ideal life. Whoever says whatever, you must not answer back at all. Only when you lead such a life does humanness turn into Divinity. To this day, though sixty-three years have passed, I have never asked anyone for a single thing. I ask for nothing at all, worldly or spiritual. If the mind is good, people come running. Man today has not entered into this sacrifice in the least. How can there be sacrifice? If his cup of coffee is five minutes late, he flies into a rage. If man today smokes his cigarette five minutes late, he goes mad. How can such a man control his senses? So first of all we must not be slaves. We must be masters. We must be masters of all our senses. He alone is a true human being. If you keep running like a slave after every little thing, after a passing thought, it turns into the demonic in human form.