How to drop all fakeness and masks?

The following is an excerpt from a samvaad (dialogue) session with Acharya Prashant.

You asked me how I became a mad man. It happened thus: one day, long before many Gods were born, I woke up from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen- the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives- I ran maskless through the crowding streets shouting, “Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves!”

Men and women laughed at me and some ran into their houses in the fear of me.

And when I reached the marketplace, a youth standing on a house-top cried. “He is a madman.”

I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time, the sun-kissed my own naked face, and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, “Blessed, blessed are the…