He does no charity on holy days, but spends heaps of wealth at the royal court. He feasts his friends lavishly but turns away the saints with harsh words. He lovingly maintains his wife's relatives but drives away his own parents. He grumbles when told to feed brahmins at the ancestral rites. He brings abundant flowers and gifts to the courtesan but will not give a morsel of sugar to a brahmin. He labors hard searching for pearls by hand but is disgusted by the worship of God. He toils all day in business without tiring but groans at the thought of visiting a saint. At Hari's kirtan he falls asleep, though otherwise he stays wide awake. He says he has no free time to sit for a discourse, yet plays dice day and night. He never visits holy places of God but feasts his eyes at taverns. He beats the cow on sight but delights in grooming his horse. He finds it a great burden to accept holy water from a brahmin but gulps down liquor with relish. Says Tuka, such people, entangled in worldly life, are born only to lose Vitthoba.