I was sitting with 2 holy men on a row of white painted steps. Their red dress with dashes of yellow popped against the white. Their dark eyes danced many a journey. I joked with them "You like to sit here to watch the pretty girls." A heaving body as they bowed their heads back and forth from the force of a big laugh. They have sworn to celibacy.
I saw another Saddhu, sitting slumped, his body smeared with the clay of the holy temple grounds. His hand held in a lazy Mudra (hand gesture of wisdom) "I jokingly said, "You look bored." Thinking he would reply with some astronomical punctuation of wisdom. He replied "Every Day" with a big smile.