In plain words
To God all are equal! Look into a mirror. You see your face. When you coat the other side of that mirror with the chemical called ‘Prema’, your reflection is seen in it. So it is seen only with those who have coated their hearts with this chemical called Prema. Its not being seen is not God's fault. You have not coated it with that chemical. From not coating it so, another disease begins. What is this disease? ‘Jealousy’, which means envy. In Bābā's tenth year, the Patel took the boy and went to Venkusā. Before that, the Patel had had a dream. ‘Patel! You will not live much longer. No one else can bring up this boy you have raised. In such and such a place there lives a man called ‘Venkusā’. Leave this boy with him,’ someone told him in the dream. Venkusā, as a guru, had long been teaching the children the spiritual principle well. As this boy was coming, Venkusā felt that he had been waiting for just this. ‘Āvo bā, āvo bā,’ he called. He sat the boy down close by him. He stroked His head, he stroked His shoulders. ‘All this time I have been waiting for you, my child!’ So he talked fondly with Him in many ways: ‘Go inside, have your meal and come back! Go,’ he said. From then on, Venkusā's Prema for this boy kept growing. Seeing this Prema, the students there began to whisper. ‘What? We have been here for so many years, and the teacher does not so much as look our way! This one came only just now. What is this way he talks with this boy?’ Thus ill-feeling grew among them. They talked among themselves in all sorts of ways. Some, kindly: ‘Who knows, it is His good fortune. The merit of past births,’ they said. Some: ‘That Patel is a rich man. Maybe he hopes money will come from him,’ they said. In this way each one spoke in his own way. When the heads are different, the thoughts too come out different. ‘Yadbhāvaṃ tadbhavati’, they say, in Sanskrit. As our feeling is, so our fancies set out.