我看着他从房子里走去，然后走到尘土飞扬的道路。人们在印度这样做。当他们到达一定的生活时，有时他们只是走开，成为圣人，再也不会回来。这就是我父亲所做的
(I watched him walk down the path from the house and then off on to the dusty road. People do that in India. When they reach a certain time of life, they sometimes just walk off and become holy men and never come back.That is what my father did)