About to visit his friends, Krishna decided to bathe in the Yamuna. He tenderly took off his garland, hung it on a branch, and stepped into the water. Just then a sakhi of Chandravali — of the rival group — crept up: she had been spying on him, and she stole the garland. She wove it into Chandravali's hair, went to Lalita and, with feigned admiration, sang out: "Just see how the garland Radhika strung shines in the hair of my Chandravali!" Lalita flared up and told everything to Radhika — and Radhika sank into maan. But here is the subtlety: this time Krishna was entirely innocent — he was merely bathing, and his garland was stolen from him. He was framed. For such is the duty of the vipaksha-sakhis, the rival band: not only to arrange their own mistress's trysts, but to inflame jealousy in the other group by planting "evidence". So the quarrel itself is no accident but an artfully staged play, that the taste of love may blaze up hotter still.