She is a village girl. They name her Daya. Every day, she takes her father’s cattle to the grazing ground. Every evening, she returns with song and music on her lips.
One day, while alone in the grazing field, she hears voices in the void. Whence are they? What do they signify? The next evening, as she returns, she looks into the waters. She gazes at a vision. She hears a voice saying “Krishna, I Krishna!”
On reaching her house she meets her mother, and asks “Who is Krishna? Where is He?” The mother answers, “Krishna is the Lord of life. And in the forest dwells He.” Daya gets no sleep at night. Her thoughts are filled with Him, the Lord of life. In the house they are all asleep. Daya gently bows at the feet of her father and mother. Daya looks tenderly at her brothers and sisters. Daya stands on the threshold. Then, with eyes gleaming with love, she looks once more at her father and mother and brothers and sisters. In the dark of the night, she ventures out alone, to meet Krishna in the forest!
She enters the forest. She shouts out thrice “Krishna! Thou art a Forester! I come to dwell with Thee, Lord of life!” But there comes to her a voice from the woods, “Return to thy home! Not in the forest mayst thou find Me!” Daya, obedient to the Voice, returns. And, day after day, she hears the voice, not knowing what it means. Again and again, she moves out to see: but the vision is not there!