Parvati’s eyes floated back to Shiva. ‘I have been trying for so long. So many years have passed already. I do not see how I could possibly succeed.’ Yet nothing would persuade her to desist. ‘Hmmph. Because you are doing it all wrong. You are trying to match him, ascetic to ascetic, penance for penance. Who can match the Adi Yogi in yoga?’ Her head fell. ‘Is it so hopeless?’ He lifted her chin with a green finger. Tenderly, he said, ‘Do not be him. Be you. When you remember who you are, that is when you will win.’
