Hearing the words spoken to him, the venerable sage Nārada addressed Rāma, saying, “O Rāma, why do you not now remember Hari, your true self?” Nārada reminded him, “You yourself have previously spoken of the destruction of the sin of brahmahatyā. In that sacred place, the great liṅga destroys even the terrible sin of killing a brāhmaṇa. There abides Jaṭeśvara, the greatly fortunate one, bestower of all accomplishments.” When Rāma heard Nārada’s words and recalled that supreme field, he swiftly made his way to the great Kālavaṇa. There, from the midst of the liṅga, I, the Lord, graciously emerged at that time. I spoke to Jāmadagnya (Rāma), saying, “I grant you your desired boon.” Rāma, with a heart full of devotion, prayed, “May my devotion to your lotus feet, O goddess, ever be abundant.” Thus addressed by him, as he stood pleased before me, O Pārvatī, I declared, “From this day forth, the god will be renowned by your name. Those who worship with devotion the supreme god Rāmeśvara, for them, all sins from birth are destroyed that very instant. He alone is virtuous and worthy of worship, both in this world and the next. Those who rejoice in the god’s sight and worship likewise—even the most terrible sin, the killing of a thousand brāhmaṇas—is destroyed, and the rare fruit that is difficult for brāhmaṇas to obtain through great sacrifices like the Vājapeya is granted. Those heroes who face death in battle for the sake of cows and brāhmaṇas have always conquered the worlds, just as Rāma conquered the three worlds. Thus, O goddess, I have told you the glory that destroys sin.” Śrī Viśvanātha continued: “By whose mere sight one does not fall from heaven—listen, O Pārvatī, to another tale. Cyavana is the name of the son of the great sage Bhṛgu. On the beautiful bank of the Vitastā river, for many years, Cyavana performed intense austerities. As time passed, O goddess, his body became covered with ants, so much so that he was hidden from sight. One day, for pleasure, the king and his retinue came to that excellent forest. The king had four thousand women as his consorts. Among them was his daughter, Sukanyā, adorned with all ornaments and surrounded by her companions. Out of curiosity, and her mind confused, Sukanyā noticed a mysterious sight—two glowing points like fireflies in the anthill. With a thorn, she poked at them. Pierced by her, Cyavana was stricken with great pain in both his eyes. At that moment, the king found himself suffering as well, unable to pass urine or feces, and was greatly distressed. The king wondered aloud, “Who has committed an offense here against the great-souled Bhārgava? Whether known or unknown, speak of it now without delay.” Then, with a mix of gentle and harsh words, he questioned his daughters. Seeing her father’s distress, Sukanyā spoke up: “Like a firefly, I saw something and, not knowing what it was, I pierced it nearby.” There she saw the Bhārgava, aged in asceticism and years, revealed from the anthill. The king humbly addressed Cyavana, “O lord of the earth, what was done to you by the ignorant girl was out of unknowing. For the sake of peace, please accept her as your wife and be gracious, best of the twice-born.” Cyavana replied, “If this is so, I accept her and will forgive, O king.” Having accepted Sukanyā, the blessed sage was appeased. Sukanyā, now united with her husband, remained unblemished and devoted to asceticism. Some time later, O beloved, the two Ashvins, divine physicians of the gods, approached. Seeing Sukanyā, whose beauty shone like the daughter of the king of the gods, they were struck by her radiance. Sukanyā, greatly fortunate and ever devoted to her husband, spoke to them with humility and reverence.