In Nanda's courtyard, mother Yashoda churned yogurt and sang about her son. Krishna came to ask for milk. She held Him close, but stepped away when milk began to boil over on the stove. Left alone for a moment, the little boy broke a pot of yogurt and went to eat butter.
Yashoda found Him beside a wooden mortar, sharing butter with the monkeys. Krishna ran when she approached, but she finally caught Him. Seeing His fear, she put down her stick. She decided to tie Him to the mortar so she could finish her work without another mishap.
However much rope she added, it remained two fingers too short. Yashoda grew tired, and Krishna, moved by her effort, allowed her to bind Him. In this scene, divine greatness meets a mother's simple and steadfast love.