In plain words
“The more you rub a piece of sandalwood, the more fragrance it gives out. The more you chew sugarcane, the sweeter it is. The more you heat gold, the brighter its colour grows and the more it shines. In the same way, a man with a large heart, whatever troubles, losses and sorrows come upon him, bears them, pushes on, and keeps the Paramātma in mind in supreme peace; he does not forget the Paramātma.”
Embodiments of Prema! From ancient times the people of Bhārata have held the bond between mother and child to be supremely sweet, full of nectar.
Was it not because the good Kausalyā's womb was the pearl-oyster that Rāma became God and shone in splendour? Was it not because Sītā, great in her virtue, raised them with joy that the twins Kuśa and Lava became great? Was it not because Jijiyā, jewel among women, raised him with joy that the hero Śivājī won his name? Was it not because Putlibai raised him with delight that Gandhi became a Mahātmā and won glory?
Plant neem seeds in the earth and you get neem fruit, nothing else; plant mango seeds and you get mangoes, nothing else. The earth is one; the seeds are different. Whatever seeds we plant, that is the very fruit Mother Earth gives back. A mother's womb is the equal of Mother Earth. As the resolves of the parents are, so are the children born to them. The mother is very noble. Every human being born of a mother's womb is fortunate indeed. “Jantūnāṃ narajanma durlabham”, so man must hold sacred feelings and a heart full of joy, and make his birth worthwhile.