In the sacred land of Kalpagrāma, two noble brāhmaṇas made their home, dedicating themselves to a life of virtue and wisdom. As time passed, one of them, afflicted by illness, found himself nearing the end of his life—he had reached the tenth and final stage of his earthly journey. Sensing death’s approach, this righteous soul called his son to his side and spoke to him in earnest. Moved by devotion and duty, the son—himself steadfast in Vedic study—gently led his ailing father to the banks of the holy Gaṅgā. The son’s actions were guided by deep filial love and respect for sacred tradition. At that very time in Kalpagrāma, the venerable sage had a daughter, graceful and slender-waisted. By divine arrangement, a brāhmaṇa from Kānyakubja happened to arrive there. Curious, he asked the young lady, “O good lady, where have you come from here?” Through his divine insight, the local brāhmaṇa recognized the newcomer and honored him appropriately. It was customary for this brāhmaṇa to take his meals in the house of his father-in-law. Meanwhile, his own father, a devoted worshipper of the Lord, had grown extremely weak. The son, troubled and seeking knowledge, asked, “O master, tell me when my father will die. He has continually eaten food prepared by Shudras, O best of twice-born.” The wise brāhmaṇa replied, “That food prepared by Shudras is present at your father’s feet. Death will come to him who is deprived of Shudra food.” Hearing these words, the son was filled with remorse and rebuked himself for his actions. He left his father’s side and returned to his father-in-law’s house, overwhelmed by sorrow and weakness, and in his grief, he wished for death. In his despair, the brāhmaṇa saw a stone nearby and, using his foot, took hold of it. Then, abandoning his life, he departed for the realm of Time, leaving his mortal body behind. When his son found him unconscious, he wept bitterly and declared, “He is not fit for funeral rites.” The sage Apastamba had decreed that for one who gives up his own life, a penance must be performed, but the water-offering ritual should not be conducted. Burdened by these events, the son returned once more to his father-in-law’s house. There, he was told, “You have incurred the sin of Brahmin-slaying; go wherever you wish.” The son protested, “I have never caused the death of a Brahmin at any time.” Hearing this, the father-in-law spoke with gravity, “Because of that fault, O sage, you have incurred the result of killing a Brahmin. Within a year, the sin falls upon the one who has fallen.” Disturbed by these words, the son-in-law replied, and the brāhmaṇa, steadfast in his vows, responded in turn. Yet, it was declared, “Nowhere else is your purification possible, O slayer of a father.” Thus burdened, after a long and difficult journey, the son-in-law eventually arrived at the city of Mathura. In Mathura, King Kuśika ruled, and the city of Kanyāpura flourished under his care. There, two thousand brāhmaṇas participated in his great sacrifice. Meanwhile, after some time, worry began to trouble the mind of the father-in-law. Concerned for his daughter, he urged her, “Go to that city of Mathura.” By the grace of divine knowledge, she was always present with her husband, tending to his needs. Each day, at the end of her tasks, she would partake of food and then depart, ever faithful and devoted.