Tukaram, Poem 1527

I know not; perchance my own hardness hardened them; yet my mind is a witness that their mind is near. We were seeking worldly comforts and left the path; then the same thing happened on his side too. The indifference of children makes their elders forget them; they can then no longer constrain their parents. I forgot them; they lost their interest in me. Tuka says. My mother’s house is now a matter of charity, it is I who placed this distance between us.