In plain words
She took my hands: “Swami! You have brought contentment to my mind. Not only the children have been bettered by this Summer Course; broad feelings have arisen in me too. Now I am going,” she said, and bowed. An easy death came to her. The reason? There were no bad feelings in her at all; she was always joyful. Even at that age she would walk three miles to the house of the Gogineni family in Kalyanapuram. “Why do you walk so far? You could go in the car!” When I said this: “Swami! If I sit in a car, I have no comfort. I have legs, don't I! I must depend on my own legs,” she would say.
One day, turning to Subbamma: “Subbamma! Have a long gown stitched for me,” I said. This body was then in its twelfth year. Subbamma: “Swami! If you want, wear a dhoti. Why would you wear a gown?” she said. “No, no. The time has come, so I am asking,” I said. Well, thinking she must not go against Swami's word, she had a gown stitched and brought it. In those days the cloth needed for a gown cost two annas. The one who stitched it had to be given a three-pie coin. My gown was made for two annas and a three-pie coin in all. The moment I put it on, she sent for Easwaramma. She came, saw me in those clothes and shed tears. “What is this, Swami! Did you send for me here to see this form? Enough, enough,” she said. “I have put on this kāṣāya robe to remove the kaṣāya in people's minds”: so I reasoned with them, and set the two of them at peace.
Those who strive for divine Prema are fortunate
The very Jayamma who is ‘translating’ my talk now used to look after Easwaramma. In former days she lived in their very house. Besides serving her, Jayamma herself also saw to the arrangements for her meals. At that time Jayamma learned many things by asking her. Jayamma did not want to marry. But her parents forced her. Well, the marriage was settled. I was in Puttaparthi then.