A young milkmaid walks through Vrindavan, bearing two pots of milk. She balances one upon her head, which she holds in place by raising the left arm all the way to its middle (it is a big pot), and the other she rests against the sharp curve of her waist. She is what is popularly called a gopi, a term for the milkmaids of Vrindavan who were all madly in love with Krishna. An epitome of all things feminine, her feet are in a dynamic stance against the pistil of an upturned lotus, which forms the plinth. Her legs are strong and curvaceous, what with all the milkpot hiking, the musculature revealed rather than concealed by her embroidered dhoti. There is a Kirtimukham on the girdle at her hips.