Bhṛgu, the revered sage, once addressed Brahmā, the all-knowing progenitor worshipped by all seekers, with a heartfelt request. “O Lord,” Bhṛgu said, “please tell me of the armor of Sarasvatī, that divine protection which conquers the universe.” Brahmā responded with warmth and wisdom. He revealed that the armor of Sarasvatī is the very essence of the Vedas, delightful to hear, spoken of and honored by the Vedas themselves. Brahmā recounted how this sacred knowledge was imparted to him by Kṛṣṇa in Goloka, amidst the enchanting forests of Vṛndāvana. He emphasized its supreme secrecy and greatness, likening it to a wish-fulfilling tree. Brahmā spoke of its transformative power. By embracing and reciting this armor, Bṛhaspati attained profound wisdom. The eloquent sage Vālmīki, through its recitation and retention, became the foremost of poets. Great sages—Kaṇāda, Gautama, Kaṇva, Pāṇini, and Śākaṭāyana—received it and used its power to divide the Vedas and all the Purāṇas. Others, such as Śātātapa, Saṃvarta, Vasiṣṭha, Parāśara, Ṛṣyaśṛṅga, Bharadvāja, Astīka, and Devala, also attained its blessings. Brahmā declared that Prajāpati is the seer of this armor, which grants complete understanding of all principles and accomplishment of all aims. He then recited the sacred mantras for protection: “Om hrīṃ sarasvatyai svāhā—may Sarasvatī protect my head on all sides. Om, may Sarasvatī protect my ears constantly, svaha. Om, hrim, may Vagvadini protect my nose in every way, svaha. Om, srim, hrim, may Brahmi always protect my row of teeth, svaha. Om, srim, hrim, may my neck be protected, and may Srim always protect my shoulders. Om, hrim, may Vidyasvarupini protect my navel, svaha. Om, may Sarvavarnatmika always protect my pair of feet. Om, may Sarvakanthavasini protect me in the east always, svaha. Om, aim, hrim, srim, Sarasvati, mother of the wise, svaha. Om, hrim, srim, the three-syllabled mantra, may it always protect me in the southwest. Om, may Sadambika always protect me in the northwest, svaha. Om, may Sarvashastravasini always protect me in the northeast, svaha. Aim, hrim, may Pustakavāsini always protect me below, svaha.” Brahmā explained, “O Brahmin, I have told you the entire collection of mantras. Long ago, this was heard from the mouth of Dharma on Mount Gandhamadana. After properly worshipping the guru with garments, ornaments, and sandalwood, by reciting these mantras five hundred thousand times, the armor becomes perfected. One who does so becomes a great orator, a foremost poet, and victorious in the three worlds. This armor, spoken in the Kanva recension, has now been told to you, O sage.” Then, Nārāyaṇa spoke: “Long ago, the great sage Yājñavalkya worshipped Sarasvatī with praise. Due to his teacher’s curse, he was deprived of knowledge. Through austerity, he approached the Sun at Koṇārka, standing within the Sun’s sight. The Sun, Lord of the Vedas and their branches, bestowed upon him the knowledge he had lost. After speaking to him, the Lord of the afflicted disappeared from sight.” Yājñavalkya, humbled and distressed, addressed the goddess of knowledge: “Cursed by my teacher, I am bereft of memory, without knowledge, and troubled. Grant me knowledge, grant me memory, O goddess of wisdom. Grant me the power to compose texts, and a worthy, well-established disciple.” Thus, the story of Sarasvatī’s armor and its transformative power was revealed, echoing through the ages as a source of wisdom and divine protection.