If you have dogs, it's easier to be a renunciate. Your clothes will be less than before. Your table, don't need; books, no need, you're already enlightened. Very simple life. All the complications come to Master, that's the best. We live a simple life, correct? (Yes.) Now, this story entitled, "The Embodiment of Love." So, the Master, the Lord Mahavira, at that time an ascetic, "proceeded in the direction of Shvetambika town." "The trail to this town passed through a dense and desolate forest." So, "When some shepherds saw Mahavira entering the forest, they shouted, very loud, 'O Monk, Monk, Monk, stay put for a minute. This is a very dangerous trail. There is a black serpent with venomous gaze on this trail. His hissing and gaze burn plant and trees.'" But, "Mahavira heard this fear-filled call of the shepherds. And with a serene smile, He raised a hand as a gesture of assurance." And then, "He went with firm steps towards the snake-hole." "There was not a single green leaf as far as the eyes could see." "Close to the snake-hole was a dilapidated temple. Mahavira stood in the shade of this temple and started His standing mediation."