Periyava was camping in Pandharpur by the banks of Chandrabagga river. A group of devotees had come from Bombay.
One gentleman offered his pranams to Him. Periyava asked him,
“What do you do?”
“I teach music”, he replied.
“To whom?”, asked the Sage.
“To periyaval (he meant to grown ups, older people)”, he answered.
Periyava asks him with a mischeivous smile:
“To which Periyaval, Me or Pudhu Periyava?”
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Translated by me from Smt Padma Subramanyan’s speech about Him.
