At the sacred confluence of the sprinkled river lies a revered place known as Indra’s. There, seven thousand auspicious tīrthas once flourished, each radiating sanctity. Bathing and offering gifts at these sites, especially at the confluence, grants imperishable merit; such acts require no deliberation, for their virtue is assured. Whoever recites or hears the account of these merits is freed from all sins, whether born of mind, speech, or bodily actions. Now, having described the Paulastya tīrtha—renowned for bestowing all accomplishments—I shall recount its power, for it is said to restore lost kingdoms. Once, the lord of the northern quarter, prosperous and accomplished, reigned as king of Laṅkā. He was the eldest son of Viśravas, and his brothers—Rāvaṇa, Kumbhakarṇa, and Vibhīṣaṇa—were rivals, each possessing immeasurable radiance and strength. These brothers too were sons of Viśravas, born of a rākṣasī, and thus were rākṣasas by nature. With the aerial chariot granted by me, the lord of wealth journeyed alongside his brothers. He often approached me, ever devoted. Yet Rāvaṇa’s mother, angered, spoke to her sons: “Because of my disfigurement, I will die and not live, my sons.” The gods and demons, too, were rival brothers, each desiring mutual destruction, driven by the urge for victory and supremacy. Such beings are neither true men nor capable nor seekers of genuine victory; for whoever embraces rivalry, his life becomes meaningless. Hearing their mother’s words, the three brothers resolved to undertake great austerities in the forest. There they performed intense penance. From me, these three rākṣasas obtained boons, as did their maternal uncle Marīca and their maternal grandfather. Then, at their mother’s urging, one brother asked for the city of Lanka. Because of this, great enmity arose among the brothers, fueled by their demonic nature. A fierce battle ensued between the two brothers, resembling the ancient conflict between gods and demons. Ravana, conquering his elder brother—the peaceful Lord of Wealth—seized the Pushpaka chariot, the city of Lanka, and all its treasures. He proclaimed his victory throughout the three worlds, among all beings, moving and unmoving. Ravana declared, “Whoever gives refuge to my brother shall be put to death by me.” Driven out, Vaisravana found no shelter anywhere. Finally, he went to his grandfather Pulastya, bowed, and pleaded, “Driven out by my wicked brother, what should I do? Tell me where I may find refuge or sanctuary, whether by fate or at a holy place.” Pulastya, hearing his grandson’s plea, advised, “Go to the Gautami Ganga, my son, and praise the great god Maheshvara there. In the midst of the Ganga’s waters, Ravana will not be able to reach you. You will obtain auspicious success; do this with me.” Accepting this guidance, the Lord of Wealth set out with his wife and with Pulastya, his aged father and mother. Upon reaching the Gautami Ganga, purified by bathing and observing sacred vows, he praised Shiva, Lord of gods, giver of enjoyment and liberation. He proclaimed, “You alone, O Shambhu, are the Lord of all that moves and does not move in the universe; there is no other. If anyone here, out of delusion, acts arrogantly, disregarding even you, he is truly to be pitied. With your eight forms you sustain all; by your command everything exists. The wise know you as the Veda itself; none ignorant of your ancient greatness endures. What the Mother said in jest—that your son would be born from impurity—by your glance, that son became the Lord of Obstacles. Ah, such is the play of your divine sight!” He recalled how, seeing Girija bathed in tears and separated from her husband, the Lord spoke: “Manmatha, the god of love, and Rati, his consort, regained their former good fortune from Soma.” As the Lord of Wealth continued his praises, the Three-eyed Lord Shiva appeared before him, delighted, and offered him a boon of his choice, saying nothing further. When Dhanada and Pulastya remained silent, Shiva encouraged them, “Ask for a boon!” At that moment, a bodiless voice resounded, declaring to Maheshvara that the office of Lord of Wealth was to be attained. Understanding the wishes of Pulastya and Vaisravana’s father, the divine voice uttered auspicious words: “What is to be, will be; what is being given, is as if already given; what is to be attained, is as if already attained.” Thus, a divine and auspicious proclamation was heard. Oppressed by enemies and the pain of humiliation, Vaisravana worshipped Someśvara and obtained the liṅga, along with lordship over the directions, abundance of wealth, forgiveness of offenses, wife, and sons. Hearing the divine voice, the Lord of Wealth addressed Shiva, saying, “So be it, let it be as you have spoken.” Shiva agreed, accepting the divine voice, and likewise granted auspicious boons to Pulastya and to the sage Viśravas. Having congratulated the Lord of Wealth, Shiva departed. From that time, the holy place became known as Paulastya and Dhanada. Thus, Vaiśravasa, the auspicious one and fulfiller of all desires, resides there. Whatever acts of bathing or other rituals are performed at that site bestow great merit. Now, let us turn to Agnitīrtha, a place renowned for granting the fruits of all sacrifices and removing all obstacles. Listen to the merit of this holy place. Jātavedas, known as the brother of Agni and the carrier of offerings for the gods, resides on the bank of the Gautamī. In the assembly of sages, the powerful son of Diti, named Madhu—dear to his brother and to Dakṣa—killed Agni’s excellent brother before the eyes of the sages and gods. While the foremost sages and the gods looked on, Madhu struck down Agni’s brother; with Jātavedas slain, the gods no longer received their offerings. Thus, these sacred places and their stories reveal the profound depths of merit, forgiveness, and divine blessing, shining forth for all who seek refuge and accomplishment.