Adorned with wondrous ornaments and nourished by the wish-fulfilling cow, Yajñamālī traveled along the divine path toward Vishnu’s sacred abode. As he journeyed, he encountered a man on the way—a sight that immediately drew his attention. This man was running here and there, his movements frantic, and he lamented like one utterly helpless. Seeing him in such distress, crying and unable to free himself, Yajñamālī’s mind was troubled with compassion. With palms joined in reverence, Yajñamālī inquired of the celestial guards nearby, “Who is this being, tormented and suffering so?” The guards replied, “This is Sumālī, your brother, who has been sinful.” Yajñamālī’s heart filled with sorrow at this revelation. Deeply distressed, he turned to the wise sage Nārada and pleaded, “Tell me, what means can save him? You are my kinsman, and surely you know the way.” Nārada, ever compassionate, replied, “Among the virtuous, friendship is established by seven steps; among the truly good, even three steps are enough. Indeed, among the good, those who walk together—at every step, there is the potential for both friendship and enmity. Since this is your own brother, if there is a way for his release, let it be revealed here.” At this, the messengers of the gods, their faces bright with smiles, addressed Yajñamālī, beloved of Hari. “We shall tell you a means, O Sumālī, that grants both love and liberation. Listen carefully, for I will explain it briefly. The sins you have committed are indeed countless. Once, abandoned by your relatives, you were afflicted by grief and sorrow. At that time, rain fell and the ground became muddy, especially at a temple of Viṣṇu, which became smeared. There, bitten by a snake, you met your death. Yet, by the grace of destiny, you attained birth as a brāhmaṇa and unwavering devotion to Hari. By dwelling in that holy place and gaining true knowledge, you will attain the supreme liberation.” They continued, “I shall tell you the means—listen, O wise one! Give, O highly fortunate Yajñamālī, and rescue your brother with compassion.” Moved by their words, Yajñamālī offered a sacred fruit to his brother, intending to remove his sins. Instantly, the messengers of Yama, the god of death, abandoned Sumālī and fled away. At that moment, O sage, Sumālī ascended to heaven, filled with joy. The two brothers embraced, experiencing great happiness. As the Gandharvas sang celestial songs, they made their way together to Viṣṇu’s world. Yajñamālī, too, dwelled there with his brother for one kalpa, their hearts filled with bliss. There, endowed with true knowledge, he attained supreme liberation. Afterward, returning to earth, he was once again born as a Brahmin, blessed with every prosperity and devoted to the worship of Hari. There, after bathing in the sacred waters of the Ganges, he beheld the Lord Viśveśvara. Thus, O best of sages, the greatness of the sacred unguent has been explained to you. Even those who, without desire, perform the worship of Viṣṇu just once—such is their merit! Those who are devoted to Hari’s worship should honor him with true understanding. Even by mere association with those devoted to Hari, one attains great benefit. Those who are absorbed in Hari’s worship and whose minds delight in his name—even sinners who serve such devotees attain the highest state. Truly, who does not feel joy in hearing the nectar of Hari’s divine stories?