In plain words
To honour us for winning a first class, the people of Uravakonda lifted the three of us up and took us through the town in grand procession. Those two boys were very close to Me. At so young an age those boys had great regard and great Prema for Me. They knew I had no money. But I was never one to take anything from anyone. Once, when Ramesh's parents had clothes stitched for him, he brought two sets and put them in My desk. “Rāju! If you do not take this, I will give up my life,” he wrote on a sheet of paper and left it there. But I did not take them. “A bond of giving and taking does not last. We must not foster our Prema through a bond like this. Heart to heart, Prema to Prema: this alone is our bond,” I said. I have never taken anything from anyone.
When I left Uravakonda, Ramesh could not bear to be parted from Me; he fell into a well and died. Suresh went mad. All the time he would cry out in his delirium, ‘Rāju, Rāju.’ His parents took him to many mental hospitals. But nowhere was the madness cured. At last they came to Me: “If he sees You he will be very happy. So please come once and see him,” they asked. Granting their wish, I went to the mental hospital. The moment Suresh saw Me: “Rāju! Rāju!” and weeping, he fell at My feet and gave up his life. “We must always be with You. Without You we cannot live even a moment,” the two of them used to tell Me.
After I came to Puttaparthi, Karanam Subbamma gave an acre of land near the Sattemma temple. They built a small mandir there. Then Ramesh and Suresh, the two of them, came to Me as puppies. Finding them very pretty, the Maharaja of Mysore's younger sister named them Jack and Jill. Once the Maharani of Mysore came, wishing to see Swami. In those days there was no road to this Puttaparthi. So she got out of her car at Karnataka Nagepalli and came here.