‘Alas!’ she said. ‘You are insulting one whose name, even uttered casually, frees a person from all sins. You are the essence of all inauspiciousness, yet you dare insult one who is the essence of all auspiciousness, who is the epitome of fame and greatness.’ Then she said: ‘I can no longer bear to live in this body that was born from you—you who despise the noble Shiva. In order to save the three worlds, he even drank poison, and for that he is called Nilkantha. I am ashamed of my relationship with you. For this reason I shall caste off this body right now.’
