“The Lord, Hari, whose bodily hue is like the indranila jewel, whose smiling is as beautiful as the kunda flower, whose silk dress is as yellow as golden autumn foliage, whose chest is beautified with garlands of flowers and who is always playing upon His flute - this enemy of the Agha demon is always attracting our hearts by wandering about Vrindavana.” (The Nectar of Devotion, Ch 41)