Jai Sri Ram,
The wonder lasted for an hour or so till the god of love reached Shambhu, Cupid trembled at the sight of Shiva, and the whole world returned to itself, all living beings regained their peace of mind at once, even as the intoxicated felt relieved when their spell of drunkenness is over, the god of love was struck with terror at the sight of Bhagwan Rudra, who is so difficult to conquer and so hard to comprehend,
He felt shy in retreating and was incapable of doing anything, ultimately he resolved upon death and devised a plan, He forthwith manifested the lovely spring, the king of all seasons, rows of young trees laden with flowers assumed a most delightful aspect, everywhere nature overflowed with love as it were, the sight aroused passion even in dead souls, passion was aroused even in dead souls, and the beauty of the forest beggared description,, a Cool, gentle and fragrant breeze fanned the fire of passion as a faithful companion, rows of lotuses blossomed in lakes and swarms of charming bees hummed on them, swans, cuckoos, and parrots uttered their notes while celestials damsels sang and danced,
The gods of love with his army of followers exhausted all his numberless stratagems, Shiva's unbroken trance, however, could not be disturbed, and this made cupid angry, Seeing a beautiful bough of a mango tree, the god of love climbed up to it in a mood of frustration, he joined his five arrows of flowers, and casting an angry look drew the string home to his very ears, he discarded the five sharp arrows, which smote the breast of Shiva, the trance was now broken and Shambhu awoke, the lord's mind was much agitated opening his eyes he looked all around when saw cupid hiding behind mango leaves, he flew into a rage, which made all the three spheres tremble, Shiva then uncovered his THIRD EYE,
The moment he looked at the god of love the latter was reduced to ashes, a loud wail went up through the universe, the gids were alarmed, while the demons were gratified, the thought of the loss of the sense delights made the voluptuary sad, while the striving Yogis were relieved of thorn as it were, The Yogis were freed from torment, while Rati, wife of the god of love fainted as soon as she heard of the fate of her lord, weeping and wailing and mourning in various ways she approached Sankara, and making loving entities in divergent forms she stood before the lord with clasped hands, seeing the helpless woman, the benevolent Lord Shiva, who is easy to placate, prophesied as follows,
May Lord Bless all,
Thanks, please
