One day, when climbing down a tree, Bizah tore a big hole in his saffron robe. So he quickly took it to the town’s tailor to have it fixed.

When he was without his saffron robe, he noticed that people were not as kind or courteous to him, even though he was still the same Bizah.

“How can people suddenly change their view of you when you change your clothes?” Bizah asked his Master.

“I know, it does not make sense,” his Master responded.

A few days later, Bizah had his robe back. When his Master saw him he asked, “How do you feel now that you are able to wear your robe again?”

“Oh, I feel wonderful.”

“Hmm,” said the Master, “that doesn’t make sense to me either, Bizah.”