" Among basil plants growing wild
Jani loosens her hair:

The Lord with butter in the palm of His hand
Gently massages her head:

“My poor little Jani has no one but me!”
He thinks as he pours down water:

Jani tells all the folks
“My boyfriend gives me a shower. “

(Janabai: Dilip Chitre) "

― Arundhathi Subramaniam , Eating God: A Book of Bhakti Poetry