In plain words
In those days there was none of this tiffin and the like. They put the rice left over from the night into buttermilk and cover it. To knead it well in that same liquid, add a little salt and eat it... That is caldi. Many people throw a lot of books down on the very table they study at and keep it very messy. I do not like that. I keep all My things nicely, like new. In this connection I am telling you a small incident as an example. Every single thing I say, I say from My own experience. In My student days, as soon as I passed, the boys of the class below Me would pass and come and take My books away. In those days, new books for a new class were unheard of. They changed the textbooks every four or five years. I always keep My books carefully. A Harijan boy came, wanting My books. That boy was very poor. I showed him all My books. In those days even the small classes had big books like geography, civics and history. That boy looked at My books: ‘Why, Raju, you never even touched your books! They all look new!’ he said. ‘It was My habits and My conduct that kept them so clean, My boy!’ I told him. All the books together were worth twelve rupees. The boy said he could not give that much money. My reply to that: ‘My boy! All I need now is five rupees. The drill teacher has selected Me as a volunteer for the Scout camp. If I am to take part in that camp, it will cost Me a great deal. I have to buy khaki clothes and boots. I do not have that much money. I do not like to ask My parents. I am a student. I must win learning, but I must not trouble My parents in many ways for the sake of learning.