tam tata vayam anye ca
varmucam patim isvaram
dravyais tad-retasa siddhair
yajante kratubhir narah
Not only we, my dear son, but also many other men worship him, the lord and master of the rain-giving clouds. We offer him grain and other paraphernalia of worship produced through his own discharge in the form of rain.
Nanda Maharaja patiently tried to explain the “facts of life” to his young son, Sri Krsna, but in fact Nanda and all the residents of Vrndavana would learn an astonishing lesson, as explained in this chapter.