Then the curtain falls. After the eternal Youth brushes His teeth, He is bathed and dressed with greatest care by His Goswamis. Finally the curtain parts, revealing the glory of Shriji’s handsome Form, amidst the spreading aromatic smoke of the Dhoop
“Fragrant smokey agarwood incense fused with sandal, camphor and vetiver, fills the arbour like a raincloud. The golden light of the aarti lamp dazzles like lightning, and the ringing of the bells echoes like thunder. It is all so soothing to the heart! Gunmanjari says, ‘Upon hearing the peacocks sing, Shri Radharaman fills with excitement.’ “
Now Shriji is ready to go and graze the cows, but not before His mother and the gopis
serve Him privately with a lavish breakfast.