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In plain words

"I used to put on a rajasic mood, in order to renounce it. I once had a wish to wear a suit of real gold brocade, wear a ring and smoke a hookah through a long pipe. I put on the brocade suit; they, that is Mathur Babu, had it brought for me. After a while I said to my mind: 'Mind, this is what they call a suit of real brocade!' Then I took it all off and threw it away; I had no more liking for it. I said: 'Mind, this is what they call a shawl! This is what they call a ring! This is what they call smoking a hookah through a long pipe!' Once I had thrown it all away, the wish never came up in my mind again."