In plain words
Conduct must befit the form and the name
An actor put on the garb of a sannyāsī and entered a king's court.
No mother, no father, no kinsman, no brother; no wealth, no home: therefore beware, beware. Birth is sorrow, old age is sorrow, a wife is sorrow, again and again; the ocean of saṃsāra is sorrow: therefore beware, beware.
With these words he entered. The king rose, came forward and gave him a fitting seat. He sat down. For an hour he taught the Ātmatattva, oneness and Advaita beautifully. When the assembly was over, at the king's command the minister brought some gold coins on a tray. ‘Yours are sacred words. We have been able to hear your sacred words. As a gift for that I am giving you these,’ he said. Then the sannyāsī: ‘Pah! I do not want them. What is the garb I have put on? The ochre robe. That means I am a sannyāsī. To give up every tie is the very mark of a sannyāsī. I have not come for your gifts. Your gift is an insult to me. I do not want them,’ he said, and went away. The next day that same actor came dressed as a dancing girl. He adorned himself like a woman. He came, and he danced, there in the court. Everyone in the court was lost in rapture. The foot touching the earth, the hand letting fall the beat: in this way his foot never stayed on the ground. The king, who sat watching and watching, was struck still just as he was. The minister was very shrewd. That day the minister was on his guard. That is just why they keep ministers. Even if the king does not know its worth, on his head there is a golden crown set with diamonds, cat's-eyes, gomedhas, emeralds and rubies. But inside the head there are stones. Ministers are there precisely to give them counsel. Kings have no experience. So the minister saw it clearly. Recognising him, he thought: this is the very actor who put on the sannyāsī's garb yesterday.