Then, accompanied by his son, his eldest brother, and the king with all his forces, the events unfolded. In the midst of turmoil, a woman wept loudly, her mind fixed upon the goddess who can assume any form at will—the World-Mother herself. Pleased by her devotion, the goddess awakened those who had fainted, restoring life and hope. Just as a master, though bound, speaks for himself, so too did she declare, “Today I become a parrot, and you are situated in the moon.” Having spoken thus, she transformed herself into a parrot, endowed with a portion of Kṛṣṇa’s divine essence. After consoling him properly, she described the nature of this portion of Kṛṣṇa. With formidable strength, she slew a hundred thousand guards and went to her brother. Knowing the full-moon night was filled with sweetness, all became eager for what was to come. Having completed their vows—bathing, meditation, and other sacred observances—they returned home. Reaching the shore of the ocean, they held a great festival, and on the fifth day of the dark half of Caitra, they returned again to their own home. Messengers mounted on camels, eager to ensure their welfare, returned again to their homes on the fifth day of the bright half of Vaiśākha. Malanā and the king arranged for a grand festival in every house, performed according to the prescribed rites, and bestowed wealth upon the brāhmaṇas. Sūta then said: In the fourteenth year, regarding the portion of Kṛṣṇa, listen to how it happened. In the age of Kali, he took birth and dwelt in the womb of Svarṇavatī. On the ninth day of the bright half of Caitra, at midday, which was a Thursday, that excellent son was born. The gods and the hosts of sages spoke words in celebration, and thus the boy was named Indulo. Āhlāda, filled with joy, performed the birth rituals and ceremonies for the child. When a son was born to Indule, after two months on earth, the women, smeared with oil and affection, saw Netrasiṃha’s son. Hundreds of dancers, adorned in vibrant colors, gathered for the festivities. After staying for seven nights, Yogasiṃha returned home. Out of deep fatherly affection, he took his son away by his own power. The goddess Śacī, overflowing with affection, nursed the child at her own breast. Indu, radiant as nectar, assumed a splendid form; the boy, having absorbed his father’s knowledge, attained excellence. When that boy disappeared, the goddess Svarṇavatī responded. Knowing what had happened to Āhlāda in the village of Daśagrāma, Āhlāda and his family remained without food, restraining their senses in sorrow. Then, the goddess, pleased, spoke with a bodiless voice. She revealed that Jayanta, the son of Indra, had gone to the heavenly world. “As long as you remain on earth, so long will he also dwell on earth,” she assured them. Hearing these words from the goddess, their sorrow was dispelled. They worshipped Śāradā, the goddess who dwells in all the worlds, reciting the Seven Hundred Hymn at the three junctions of the day with loving devotion. There was a sāmanta, a brahmin’s son, named Cāmuṇḍa, renowned among the people. After twelve years had passed, he was born during the recitation of Tricaritra. “O devotees, I fill this vessel for you,” it was proclaimed. Sukhakhāni was strong, offering honey, flowers, and fruits; Balakhāni likewise with meats; Mūlaśarmā with red roots. Devakī at that time worshipped with offerings, sandalwood, and other rituals. Āhrāda, with all his limbs, and Udaya, with his own head, performed their acts of devotion. The goddess, affectionate to her devotees, spoke words to her followers. Balakhāni, the great hero, after a long time, met his death. Devakī became a goddess, dwelling in her own realm for a long time; one is declared as divine, the second as stronger. This Devasiṃha, without desire, upon death attains liberation. Thus ends the fifteenth chapter in the Bhaviṣya Mahāpurāṇa, Pratisarga Parva, in the section of the Four Ages, compiling the history of Kali Yuga. Now, hear, O tiger among sages, what has been seen through the vision of yoga.