Śrī Varāha, the divine Boar, addressed the goddess with gentle affection, saying, “O beautiful one, in the Dvāpara age, I shall take up residence at a certain place. There, I will be worshipped by the immortals, by Brahmā and others, as well as by many who are learned in the sacred mantras. O goddess, it was there that the sages Nārada, Asita, and Devala bestowed upon me a particular name. This naming took place upon the mountain called Maṇipūra. Thus, O auspicious one, I have explained to you the origin and meaning of that name, and have described the true greatness of this much-praised mountain. These are my secret teachings, O Earth, imparted to you on that mountain, the very foundation of all dharmas.” Thus concludes the chapter named ‘The Greatness of the Praised Lord’ in the holy Varāha Purāṇa. Now, having listened to the account of the Lord’s greatness, those who are devoted to dharma turned their minds to the glory of Dvārakā. Dharaṇī, the Earth herself, spoke with a heart full of peace: “Supreme and unsurpassed tranquility has arisen within me. I have heard of him who wields the sharp sword, who destroys the enemies of the gods and supports the earth—thus have I heard of the virtues and greatness of the praised Lord.” Śrī Varāha then said, “I shall reveal to you another secret, one that removes the fear of sin. When the Dvāpara age arrived, the foremost among the Yādavas appeared. There, a splendid city was established, renowned as Dvārakā. It stretched five yojanas wide and ten yojanas long. Having removed the burden of the earth, he became greatly beloved by the gods. O beautiful one, in that place there will be a lord, equal to myself, O Varārohe. Yet, O Earth, because of the torment brought on by a curse, the inhabitants of Dvārakā…” Śrī Varāha continued, “There, bearing a garland of forest flowers and wielding a plough, he shone with the radiance of the pale moon. Hearing the words of Nārāyaṇa, the Earth, ever devoted to righteousness, longed for their fulfillment. The Earth then asked, ‘How will Durvāsas pronounce that curse there? Please tell me this.’” Varāha replied, “Endowed with beauty and youth, and enjoying pleasures with me, her illustrious son, proud of his beauty and youth, while sporting thus, committed an act of improper conduct and caused a pregnancy. O child, you desire a son; O sage, tell me about this.” Then Durvāsas spoke: “From your womb will come forth a pestle, the destroyer of your lineage.” On hearing the curse of Durvāsas, all those boys were struck with fear. When I saw those boys approach, I questioned them. Hearing their words, I replied as you have heard. Thus, O Earth, I have explained the cause of the curse that befell the Vṛṣṇis and others. In Dvārakā, the blessed city that brings happiness to the devotees of Viṣṇu, the Lord left the seashore, which had been gladdened by his deeds. He now delights in the heights of heaven, surrounded by hosts of Apsarases. Having departed from the world of the gods, he is honored in my own realm. There, with many excellent fruits, beautiful and shaped like jars, no one attains the fruit except one devoted to the Bhāgavata. Those who are established in my action attain supreme perfection, but humans filled with passion and greed do not perceive him.