Followers, blue ticks and viral clips are just more forms of maya, shimmering on the surface of a restless mind. The subtle danger here is that a child, whose sense of self is still forming, is told 'you are a saint' so often that he begins to mistake the costume for the Self. In a society that already struggles to separate guru from godman and scripture from superstition, manufacturing spiritual celebrities before puberty only thickens the fog. Even the shastras warn against seeking siddhi and fame, yet adults now applaud when algorithms turn a boy into a product. If the elders truly cared for dharma, they would first ask whether his consent is informed, his time at school protected and his income held in trust for his future, otherwise their piety is just another mask worn by desire. That is not renunciation; it is attachment wearing saffron lipstick.