Have you beheld the Emperumān, who appears unacquainted with mercy, yet perpetually indulges in playful mischiefs? Adorned magnificently, His divine eyebrows arch like the bow Śārṅga that He wields. Seemingly detached, He does not resonate with the congruence typically shared with His devotees. We have indeed witnessed Him in Vṛndāvanam, where He resembles the sun ascending from the mountain that heralds its rise, His dark divine form aglow with a reddish effulgence.