Tormented by exhaustion and scorched by the wondrous fire, Brahmā pressed onward. Driven by devotion, he reached the liṅga and worshipped there with deep reverence. Meanwhile, Brahmā, riding his swan-chariot, soared along the path of the sky, searching for the liṅga’s end. After a thousand years had passed, Brahmā encountered the ketakī flower. The flower, seeing Brahmā journeying along the endless, vast path, inquired, “Where are you going, O Brahmā?” Brahmā explained, “Whoever among us attains the end of this liṅga will be considered greater; the other will be lesser—so has Pinākin declared. If I find the end of the liṅga, I will return to earth.” But the ketakī flower replied, “Your effort is futile, O Lord of the world; there is no end to this liṅga. As I fell from the summit of the liṅga, O one of great splendor, time slipped away. For as long as the swan travels a yojana in time, it is wise to turn back, as I have told you, O Lord.” Undeterred, Brahmā became joyful, and taking the ketakī flower, he showed it to Viṣṇu, claiming, “This is from the top of the liṅga.” The auspicious garland was brought by Brahmā, and Viṣṇu, the Four-armed One, accepted its end. Yet, Viṣṇu humbly admitted, “I am not able, O Brahman, to reach the farthest limit in any way. If you have somehow found the end of this, O Brahman, otherwise, the end of this is unseen by anyone, anywhere.” At that moment, the great king grew angry with Brahmā. He approached the witness and declared, “Fie, fie upon the one who speaks uselessly!” Shiva, the lord, spoke sternly: “Because you have falsely claimed to have seen my limit, those men who worship you, filled with delusion, shall suffer. Likewise, Ketakī, for speaking falsely, is cursed as the most wicked one.” Having thus pronounced a curse upon both Brahmā and Ketakī, Shiva turned to Keśava (Viṣṇu): “Because of your truthful speech alone, choose a boon, O steadfast one.” Viṣṇu replied, “O god, you do not attain satisfaction from those who are impure.” Shiva then commanded, “Bring this liṅga, called Ananta, into a lighter form without delay.” Shiva again addressed Hari (Viṣṇu): “Hear this word, O Hari. In this most pure place, establish the liṅga for me.” Burned by Shiva’s radiance, Viṣṇu’s complexion turned dark. Shiva declared, “Therefore, O man, upon rising in the morning, utter ‘Kṛṣṇa, Kṛṣṇa’ as his name.” Thus, Vāsudeva (Viṣṇu), taking that liṅga, went to Arbuda mountain. From this, the sacred place called Kṛṣṇa-tīrtha arose upon the earth. Whoever bathes in the holy Kṛṣṇa lake and beholds that liṅga attains, without desire, the fruit of all gifts. Therefore, one should make every effort to bathe there. On the eleventh day, O great king, fasting and with controlled senses, he who performs śrāddha in the morning with faith, or gives black sesame to brāhmaṇas, gains merit. O king, merely by seeing Kṛṣṇa-tīrtha, a man is blessed. On the slope of that mountain, it is known as Māmu-hrada.