In plain words
He is enjoying it. In that dream he lay on a bed of swan's down. He was without a care. Meanwhile a great clap of thunder sounded. At once he got up. He looked. ‘Alas! Where has the bed of swan's down I was lying on till now gone? I was a great mahārāja; where has that mahārāja's place gone? Where have the servants gone?’ he asked himself. He was downcast, seeing that it was all a dream. The six sons were nowhere to be seen. At daybreak he came home. Seeing her husband come home, the wife broke into loud wailing, poor thing! On one side joy that her husband had reached home, on the other side grief, ‘I have lost my son.’ The father asked, ‘Where is our son?’ ‘He died of being parted from you,’ the wife told him. He stood stunned, this man. No grief came to him at all. He stood still like a figure of stone. His wife: ‘Why! You had such Prema for our son, yet on hearing the news of his death you have no grief at all. What is the reason for this?’ she asked. Then he said: last night I had a dream. In it I was a rich man, and I had six sons. I lay on a bed of swan's down. I had men and women servants wait on me. But now those six sons are gone. Am I to weep for them, because they are gone? Am I to weep for this one, because in real life one son is gone? For whom am I to weep? All of them were sons of the dream. This one is the son of the waking state. In the waking state the dream is not there. But in the dream too I am there. In the waking state too I am there. I alone am right. All the rest is nothing. I am the one who is there in both places. So I am omnipresent. All of them are just passing clouds! Now I have come to know that the whole world is mithyā.
Ānanda Comes Only When Ajñāna Is Given Up
If man today is to recognise true Ānanda, he must search along three paths. First, what must be known must be known. What must be given up must be given up.