Once, Mother Yasoda was in her storeroom, organising some skirts, blouses, shawls and other expensive clothes and ornaments to be placed in a large chest, when mischievous Krsna burst into the room. He came up behind her, put His arms behind her neck and insisted on knowing what she was doing. "Maiya, is it My birthday today?" He asked. "Are you preparing all of these clothes and ornaments for Me?"
"Go and play now," Maiya answered with some irr