स्रिंगेरि स्रिनिबासआ न’निफ्राय सिबलालांबाय गेटनि बायह्रायाव, सिद्दा गामिनि राजालामाथिं। “इसोरलै! आंनि इसोर! आं मोनसे मोजां आइदिया मोनबाय” बुंनायसै बियो अख्रांथिं आखाइ सोमावनानै।
Sringeri Srinivas stormed out of his house and out of the farm gate, right on to the village street. “ Devare ! My Gods!” he said, waving his hands at the sky. “I have an idea.”