"By charming movements Her arched eyebrows are the colourful stage of the play of love. By casting the arrow-noose of Her rolling and love-laden sidelong glance, She perpetually holds captive the unswerving allegiance of Sri Nanda-nandana. O when will She shower upon me Her sidelong glance of over-flowing grace?" Titter, titter, snorrrt. In the newly fashioned stage of Sri Radha's limbs a play will now be performed. The curtain of shyness now rises. A smile now offers a handful of flowers. Youthfulness speaks graceful words of prologue. The king of love enters and sits on the golden throne of Her hips. Now playful sidelong glances show their wonderful skill in wild dancing.