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INDIO Father was pure too.

VAISYA Be fair, Indio. You've told me yourself that father had no choice.

MOKSA I will not return in the shape of a man. I have not lived my life well. Do not let me die.

INDIO Did he maintain his purity? Look at him! Did he?

VAISYA They didn't let him.

INDIO When he worked in South African mines he spoke of spiritual freedom.

MOKSA Once--once I was a man. I shaped the world with my hands--the whole world with my hands. That is a man.

VAISYA He wore the face they wanted him to wear. You've told me that yourself!

INDIO When he begged in the streets of Jakarta he still spoke of spiritual freedom.

MOKSA I shaped the world with my hands! Is that not a man?

VAISYA In time he became what they wanted him to be. He had no choice.