In plain words
This is attained purely through Bhakti and śraddhā, and through them alone. So there is no need to lose heart, thinking that no one can restrain the senses. Through pure Bhakti and prapatti you can bring the senses under control. When Tukārām did it in that way, Kabīr did it in another. His wife walked in his footsteps, poor woman. She was a jewel among chaste women. Her husband's wish was her own wish. She had no desire of her own. Whatever command he laid down, she bowed to it and carried it out. One day, while Kabīr was weaving and doing smaraṇa of Rāma's name, saying 'Rām, Rām', in broad daylight, at twelve o'clock, he called, 'Hey, are you in there?' She came running. 'A thread has broken here; light a lamp and bring it,' he said. She went. She lit the lamp and came. After she came near, he said, 'It is not needed; take it away.' She took it away. She did not give a single answer. 'What, can you not see even in broad daylight? You say the thread has broken, and after I bring the lamp you tell me to take the lamp back again; have you nothing better to do?' The wife argued with her husband in no such way at all. So through a wife who stood by her husband in this way, he went on growing in Bhakti for God and gave thanks to God, poor man. On the one side, Tukārām reached the sacred path with a wife who was against him. Kabīr gained the sacred state with a wife who was kind to him. So our surroundings are no obstacle at all. The feeling within us must be pure. So you must pay no heed at all to the surroundings outside. You must make your inner feeling, your sacred feeling, a pure feeling of harmony. Einstein is someone you all know. He was a great scientist. But he had a foolish wife. She was not educated. There is no harm in not being educated, but she was a rough person. This Einstein was always sunk in some thought or other. He spent his time on enquiry, on the experimental, on this alone, and would not go for his meals on time. Even for tea and coffee he would go inside only after his wife had come and called him many times. All the while this went on, his wife grew fed up. 'He does not come home on time. He does not eat on time; he does not drink his tea on time. I have to sit waiting for him; what is this plight?' In many such ways she was always grumbling, 'burr, burr', in anger.