Sometimes Radha and Krishna are in separation — and it is not Krishna's fault at all. Padma-sakhi and the friends of Chandravali carry malicious rumours to Jatila: "Your daughter-in-law is so very chaste — but go to the bank of the Yamuna now and see just how chaste she is." And Jatila, hearing this, keeps Radhika shut in at home and will not let her past the threshold. Krishna is wasting away in separation. And Radhika thinks: how can I send him even one word? — and she calls one manjari: "I cannot go out myself, but you go and deliver this to Krishna." And who are these manjaris? When Radhika is pleased with their service she says, "I have no way to repay you," and gives them her necklace, her own worn cloth. So wrapped in Radhika's prasadi garment, the tiny manjari goes through the forest to find Krishna. For they themselves are foam from the waves in the ocean of love that flows from Radhika's lotus feet; every art, every subtlety is theirs. The bolt that stopped Radhika will not stop this little one.