The attendants of Shiva began to adorn their Lord-his matted locks were formed in crown and decked with crest of serpents, he had serpents for his earrings and bracelets, smeared his person with ashes and wrapped a lion skin around his loins,
A trident and a small drum shaped like hour glass adorned his hand-Shiva rode on a bull-female divinities smile to see him they said-the world has no bride worthy of bridegroom-Brahma Vishnu and host of other gods joined the bridegroom's procession and rode on their respective vehicles,
God Vishnu called all the guardians of the different quarters and smilingly said-every one should march separately with his own retinue, this procession is no worthy of the bridegroom, you make your self a butt of ridicule in a strange city,
The Great Lord Shiva laughed in his sleeves and noticed the humour of Lord Vishnu Never fails, Lord Call Brangi to his attendants-indeed they were different to self in appearance not favorable to the truth of Human race yet the procession was quite worthy of the bridegroom,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks please