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1 " Among basil plants growing wildJani 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
