Unsaintly

(This is a very famous story I heard a long time ago. Many pontiffs used to often quote this.) Two saints on a long journey towards some unknown destiny... On their way they met a pretty houri at the riverside of Kaveri. She prayed them humbly "Oh! Hermits holy! Can you take me to the other side of this river holy? ! ' The younger saint said with fury "Don't you see oh lady? We are saints! Don't touch thy body! But kind was the older saint: "Oh! Young lady ye climb my shoulders! I'll carry" Crossed the river all the three. The girl left the company and the saints resumed their odyssey. A quiet long walk late, burst out the young saint: "That's unsaintly O' brother saint... how could you carry that lady? " The older saint smiled and said coolly "I left her at the banks of Kaveri Do you still carry her in mind heavily? '