The tale begins with a moment of profound encounter: “You saw me, and I saw you—thus, the contest was made.” In the wake of this meeting, I declared, “Not mine, but yours,” and journeyed to the supreme holy place of the Sun. There, at that mighty sanctuary, I surrendered my life-breath, offering myself in devotion. On that most auspicious day, Mother, your son was born. This birth marks the turning point, and today is celebrated for its sacredness. I have revealed to you the secret of what has transpired, sharing my own story. Now, I must fulfill my duty; go, dear one, and accept my salutations. As for you, whatever actions are prescribed by Viṣṇu, those you should undertake. The garland of banyan leaves, when offered as is proper, brings liberation from the endless cycle of actions. Those who performed such noble deeds eventually met their end. Yet, freed from all worldly existence, they attained the White Island—a realm where all dwell in prosperity, untouched by disease or affliction. There, by the grace born of my field, they rejoice as is fitting. Once more, I shall relate another story, this time concerning my incarnation as the boar. Those freed from birth among animals also reached the White Island. In this way, one quickly delivers ten ancestors before and ten after, liberating their lineage. The sacred recitation should not be performed among slanderers, but may be recited alone at home, or before the Vaiṣṇavas—those endowed with the virtues of the scriptures. Thus concludes the one hundred thirty-eighth chapter, named ‘The Story of Khañjarīṭa,’ in the glorious Varāha Purāṇa. Now, O goddess, listen as I reveal the greatness of the boar and the true results of what is written. To honor my abode, one should plaster the ground with cow dung. For as many thousands of divine years, such a devotee delights in heaven, and is born into a vast and pure family, abundant in wealth and grain. Having attained Kuśa Island, one lives for thousands of years. Even upon falling from Kuśa Island, devotion to my deeds endures. By the power of such devotion, one establishes all my shrines and abodes. Now, listen, O Vasundharā, as I speak about the merit of cow dung. Whether nearby or far away, whoever brings cow dung is honored in the heavenly world. The leader among them receives special honor for eleven thousand and eleven hundred years, and is born as my devotee, the foremost knower of all dharmas. Whoever properly carries cow dung attains my world. O highly fortunate one, listen truly and without omission to the merit of this act. For as many thousands of years, he is honored in the heavenly world. A king who has fallen from Krauñca-dvīpa becomes righteous. Now, I shall explain the act of cleansing; listen, O Earth. Such a person is pure, devoted to the Lord, spotless, and free from transgression. For as many hundreds of years, he is honored in heaven. Having remained there for a long time, the king becomes righteous. Then, pure and devoted to my deeds, he journeys onward to Śvetadvīpa, the White Island.