Kundana Devi came from a rich family; when she came to her husband's house, his family was living in utter poverty; Kundana Devi could not get food to her liking; nor could she get even a good dress to wear. But the gracious lady did not complain even once either to her husband or to her parents.

Once Madana Mohana was touched by his wife's unusual patience, generosity and other graces and said, "You have never at any time said a word about our life of poverty. And you have never complained to your parents about these matters."

Replied Kundana Devi: What is the use of complaining? My parents will feel sorry and shed tears. How does that help me? This is my permanent home. You are my God: This house is a heaven for me because you are affectionate to me. Nothing else do I desire in this world."