Jai Sri Ram,
With his twisted coils of hair for a crown and the celestial stream that Ganga adorning his head, eyes as big ad a pair of lotuses, throat dark with poison, and with the crescent shining on his brow, Shiva looked like a veritable mine of beauty,
Seated there, the destroyer of cupid looked like an incarnation of the sentient of quietism, finding it a good opportunity, Mother Bhavani called on Shambhu, in recognition of her wifely love lord Hara showed her great courtesy and assigned her a seat on his left,
Parvati gladly sat down beside Shiva and recalled her history of her before, Uma smilingly spoke to him, seeking to elicit from her lord the story which is profitable to the whole world, O lord of the universe, your glory is known to all the three spheres, animate and inanimate beings, Nagas, men and gods, all do homage to your lotus feet,
My Lord you are all-powerful, all-wise, and all-blissful, you are a repository of all arts and virtues and a storehouse of Yoga, wisdom, and dispassion, your name is wish yielding tree as it were to the suppliant,
May Lord bless all,
Thanks, please
