He is no one's friend or companion; he has slipped away from everyone's grasp. The selfless one is called a fool by all; how has he become a burden to everyone? No one claims him as their own; he wanders in forests and wilderness, anywhere at all. He bathes at dawn and smears himself with sacred ash, and seeing this, people mock him. With a tulsi rosary at his throat he sits apart, and they say: what has come over this wretch? He sings without shame in any place he pleases; mother, father, and brother hurl abuse. His wife at home says: where did the wretched woman give birth to him? Better if he had died a eunuch. Born into the world, he has become separate from all. Says Tuka, such a one is rare and dear to Gopala; he who has turned away from worldly life has found the proven path.