Hearing the words spoken before him, the venerable sage Garga paused and, after careful reflection, explained the true cause behind the suffering, drawing upon his deep knowledge of astrology. “O wise one,” Garga began, “neither you, nor your wife, nor anyone in your family bears any fault in your son’s misfortune. The root of his wickedness lies in the influence of the inauspicious Revati period under which he was born. It is solely because of this unfavorable timing that you now endure such sorrow—there is no other cause, not even the slightest.” Garga continued, “If you wish to bring an end to this suffering, O Brahmin, then with devotion and effort, worship the auspicious Mother of the worlds, Durgā, who destroys all misfortune.” Upon hearing Garga’s explanation, Ṛtavāk, overcome by anger, pronounced a curse upon the constellation Revati: “Let Revati fall from the sky!” As soon as he uttered these words, the star of Pūṣā also fell from the heavens, coming to rest in radiant splendor on Mount Kumuda, witnessed by all the worlds. From this event, the mountain came to be known as Raivataka, and with the star’s descent, Kumuda Mountain was born, becoming renowned for its exceptional beauty. Having thus cursed Revati, the sage, following Garga’s guidance, worshipped the Goddess Ambika with great devotion and, as a result, attained happiness and good fortune. Then Skanda spoke: “From the radiance of Revata’s fallen constellation, a maiden was born, her beauty unmatched in all the world, as if she were a second goddess of fortune herself. Seeing this radiant maiden, glowing with the splendor of Revati, the sage was filled with delight and named her Revati.” Thereafter, the great sage Pramucha took the girl to his own hermitage on Kumuda Mountain, raising her with righteousness and care, as if she were his own daughter. As Revati grew and blossomed into a woman of exceptional beauty, the sage began to consider who might be a worthy husband for her. Though he searched in many ways, he could find no suitable match. So, entering the fire-sanctuary, the sage offered praises to Agni, the fire-god. Pleased by his devotion, Agni granted the maiden a boon: her husband would be righteous, strong, heroic, eloquent, and unconquered in speech. “He will be Durdama, a king difficult to subdue, and her husband,” declared Agni. Hearing this, the sage was filled with joy. By divine arrangement, at that very moment, a wise and intelligent king named Durdama arrived at the sage’s hermitage under the pretext of hunting. This king was the son of Vikramashila, powerful and valiant, born of Kalindi, and descended from the noble lineage of Priyavrata. Entering the hermitage and not finding the sage, King Durdama greeted Revati warmly and asked her with affection, “O beloved, the venerable sage is not in the hermitage. I wish to see him—tell me truly, O auspicious one, where has he gone?” Revati replied, “O great king, the sage has gone to the fire-sanctuary.” Hearing this, the king quickly departed in that direction. Standing at the doorway of the fire-sanctuary, the sage saw King Durdama approaching, adorned with royal marks and bowing humbly. The sage welcomed him and instructed his disciple, “Gautama, bring the arghya; this king is worthy of the welcoming offering. He has come after a long time, especially as a prospective son-in-law.” The sage offered the arghya, which the king received with thoughtful respect. Honoring the king, the sage blessed him and inquired about his well-being: “O King, is all well with your army, treasury, friends, servants, ministers, city, country, and with yourself? Your wife is well, for she is here; therefore I do not ask about her. But tell me about the welfare of your other wives.” The king replied, “O venerable one, by your grace, all is well with me everywhere. But, O Brahmin, I am curious—which of my wives is here?” The sage answered, “Your wife named Revati, unrivaled in beauty on earth, is here. O King, how is it that you do not know your own wife?” The king responded, “O lord, I know all my wives, such as Subhadra and the others who are in my house, but I do not know Revati.” The sage said, “O wise King, the one whom you just now called ‘dear’ has been forgotten by you in a moment, though she was your most cherished beloved.” The king replied, “What you say is true; I addressed her just as you did. O sage, my mind is not wicked; you should not be angry.” The sage reassured him, “O King, you have spoken truly; your mind is not corrupted. By the prompting of Agni, such words came from your lips, though unspoken before. Today I asked Agni, ‘Who will be her husband?’ He replied, ‘King Durdama will certainly be her husband.’ Therefore, O King, accept this maiden whom I give to you. She was previously addressed as ‘dear’; do not hesitate.” Hearing these words, the king fell silent, reflecting deeply. The sage then began to make preparations for their marriage. Seeing this, the maiden Revati approached the sage and said, “Father, you should perform my marriage under the Revati constellation.” The sage replied, “Child, there are many auspicious constellations suitable for marriage, but how can your wedding be performed under the Revati constellation, which is no longer present in the sky?” Revati answered, “Without the Revati constellation, the time is not proper for my marriage. Therefore, I request you to perform the wedding under the constellation of Puṣya.” The sage said, “Previously, the constellation Revati was cast down from the sky by the sage Ṛtavāk. If you are not pleased with another, how can your marriage take place?” Revati asked, “Did Ṛtavāk perform austerities, or was it only his words? Have you not performed such austerity with speech, body, and mind?” She continued, “I know your power of austerity, for you are able to create the universe. Place the Revati constellation in the sky and perform my marriage, father.” The sage replied, “So be it, good fortune to you, as you have spoken to me. For your sake, I will today place the Puṣya constellation on the lunar path.