He serves His own servants and cannot bear any lack in them. He leaves His own seat and runs to provide for them. Such is that ocean of mercy, standing on the brick with hands on His waist. He is generous with everything He has and manifests for the sake of His devotees. He wears the Shrivatsa mark upon His chest, displaying the ornament of His devotees' love. He knows no weariness and has embraced the joy of being kicked by the feet of His beloved. When Satyabhama made a gift of Him, He accepted without objection. He carries the sandals of His servant upon His own head. He guards the doorway of Bali's realm. He became the charioteer of Arjuna. He truly becomes the servant of His servants, marked as their own. He will not interrupt Pundalika; He stands patiently behind, honoring his devotion. Says Tuka, why do you not worship such a Mother?