So we must steer clear of them if we would keep our intellect free.’
I was about to make my reply, when Satish stopped me with a gesture, and went on: ‘Visri, old fellow! let me tell you plainly: if the hand of Maya is not visible to you, that is because you have allowed yourself to be caught in her net. The vision of beauty with which she has ensnared you to-day will vanish, and with the beauty will disappear the spectacles of desire, through which you now see it as greater than all the world. Where the noose of Maya is so glaringly obvious, why be foolhardy enough to take risks?’
‘I admit all that,’ I rejoined. ‘But, my dear fellow, the all-pervading net of Maya was not cast by my hands, nor do I know the way to escape through it. Since we have not the power to evade Maya, our spiritual striving should help us, while acknowledging her, to rise above her. Because it does not take such a course, we have to flounder about in vain attempts to cut away the half of Truth.’
‘Well, well, let’s have your idea a little more clearly,’ said Satish.
‘We must sail the boat of our life,’ I proceeded, ‘along the current of nature, in order to reach
